Icon of the day

Updated: May 2, 2020

Here is a poem, picture, quote or Bible verse for every day of the week. We will post something or a selection each week to act as an icon - a doorway into - our own personal reflections, prayers and experience of God. In this time of crisis when our church needs to be a connection of the spirit and soul rather than body, let us experience our community together through these daily reflections.

If you would like to contribute to these reflections, please do email Katherine at kvcoxtherapy@gmail.com

Monday 13th April

Supper at Emmaus (Caravaggio)

‘God comes to us disguised as our life’ (Paula d’Arcy)

‘’For some reason, which I have yet to understand, beauty hurts. Suffering opens the channel through which all Life flows and by which all creation breathes, and still I do not know why. Yet it is somehow beautiful, even if it is a sad and tragic beauty.’ (Richard Rohr)

‘Suddenly’ by R S Thomas

As I had always known he would come, unannounced, remarkable merely for the absence of clamour. So truth must appear to the thinker; so, at a stage of the experiment, the answer must quietly emerge. I looked at him, not with the eye only, but with the whole of my being, overflowing with him as a chalice would with the sea. Yet was he no more there than before, his area occupied by the unhaloed presences. You could put your hand in him without consciousness of his wounds. The gamblers at the foot of the unnoticed cross went on with their dicing; yet the invisible garment for which they played was no longer at stake, but worn by him in this risen existence.

Tuesday 14th April

The Resurrection reunion of families by Stanley Spencer

‘We are made in love, for love and unto love, and it is out of this love that we act’ (Richard Rohr)

Wednesday 15th April

Although the Wind (Izumi Shikibu)

Although the wind

Blows terribly here,

The moonlight also leaks

Between the roof planks

Of this ruined house’

Thursday 16th April

Trinity by Andrei Rublev

There is no way of telling people that they are all walking around shining like the sun…There are no strangers…If we could see each other as we really are all the time…the gate of Heaven is everywhere’ (Thomas Merton)

Friday 17th April

The Morning after the Storm JMW Turner

‘One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious’ (CG Jung)

‘He who learns must suffer

And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget

Falls drop by drop upon the heart,

And in our own despair, against our own will

Comes wisdom to us, by the awful Grace of God’ (Aeschylus)

Saturday 18th April

Vincent Willem by Van Gogh

We do not handle suffering, suffering handles us in deep and mysterious ways that become the very matrix of life, especially new life’ (Richard Rohr)

Sunday 19th April

Past Auction by Benjamin West

Sometimes the boulder is rolled away, but I cannot move it when I want to. An angel must. Shall I ever see the angel's face, or will there always only be that molten glow outlining every separate hair and feathered quill, the sudden wind and odour, sunlight, music, the pain of my bruised shoulders.

‘The Angel’ by Ruth Fainlight

Monday 20th April

The return of the prodigal son by Rembrandt

‘When things fall apart and we can’t get the pieces back together, when we lose something dear to us, when they whole thing is just not working and we don’t know what to do, this is the time when the natural warmth of tenderness, the warmth of empathy and kindness, are just waiting to be uncovered, just waiting to be embraced. This is our chance to come out of our self-protecting bubble and to realize that we are never alone. This is our chance to finally understand that wherever we go, everyone we meet is essentially just like us. Our own suffering, if we turn toward it, can open us to a loving relationship with the world’ (Pema Chodron)

Tuesday 21st April

Butterfly Windmills by Salvador Dali

‘We can never give the butterfly of happiness to another. Each must catch it alone. For some it will be ever elusive, and love must work within that painful understanding’ (Sister Wendy Beckett)

‘It seems there is a cruciform shape to reality with cross purposes, paradoxes and conflicting intentions everywhere. Jesus hangs right there amid them, not even perfectly balancing them, but just holding them… the virtue of hope, with great irony, is the fruit of a learned capacity to suffer wisely, calmly and generously’ (Richard Rohr)