Showing posts with label truth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label truth. Show all posts

Monday, April 13, 2026

More than sacrifice

 Haiku responding to 1 Pt 1:17-23


Parent God judges

all according to their deeds;

live accordingly.


Ransom metaphor.

Not all that helpful today;

to whom was it paid?


Sacrifices made

for sin. An ancient concept;

do we still need it?


More than sacrifice,

Jesus' bloody death speaks love,

costly and giving.


Before ev'rything,

God's plan for us was life, full

and true, through Jesus


Through him we trust God

who raised Jesus from the dead,

and find faith and hope.


Obeying the truth

our souls have been purified;

and we're joined in love.


© Ken Rookes 2026

Monday, October 6, 2025

A worker, unashamed.

Haiku responding to 2 Timothy 2:8-15


I've been in prison

for the sake of the gospel:

Jesus Christ, risen.


Enduring hardship

that the many might be saved;

God's word is not chained!


The saying is sure:

we have died with Christ Jesus;

so we live with him.


We endure; we reign

with him. Should we deny him,

he will deny us.


Should we prove faithless,

he will stay faithful. Unreal,

that is who he is!


Trivial disputes

should be avoided; they do

no one any good.


Bring yourself to God

as one approved; without shame,

a worker for truth.


© Ken Rookes 2025

Monday, May 16, 2022

The ones who love me

 

The ones who love me

Haiku for the faithful


The ones who love me,

they are those who hear my words,

who do what I say.


By your love you show

that you are mine, by keeping

my command to love.


Those who keep my word

are loved by God. We will come,

make our home with them.


Those who do not love,

who fail to keep my commands,

don’t belong to God.


I am with you still.

Soon I’ll be gone; the Spirit

will come in my name.


The Spirit speaks truth,

continues my work of peace.

Peace I leave with you.


I must go away,

to the Father; I return

to you as Spirit.


You love me: rejoice!

The new thing God is doing

is coming to pass!


© Ken Rookes 2022

Monday, November 15, 2021

Are you a king?

 

Haiku of enquiry


Pilate and Jesus.

Pilate’s got the upper hand,

has the final say.


Your own countrymen

handed you in, accuse you

of a kingly claim.


Tell: Are you a king?

What is it that you’ve done? Why

do they hate you so?


It’s not from this world,

my kingdom. Not power, wealth

or earthly glory.


All earthly kingdoms

fade away, turn to dust. My

kingdom never ends.


So you are a king!

said Pilate, little knowing

the truth of his words.


Jesus, born a king.

to bear witness to the truth

For this he was born.


What is truth? Pilate

asks, scoffing at the notion;

like many today.


A needle within

the haystack of straw and lies;

truth is elusive


Listen to his words;

become children of the truth.

Do you hear his voice?

 

Pilate’s not impressed.

Like many men of power,

truth is a nuisance.

 


© Ken Rookes 2021

Monday, May 4, 2020

In my Father's house

Haiku of the Way

In my Father’s house
there are rooms for all of you;
put your trust in me.

I go on ahead
to prepare a place for you.
You will be with me.

Lord we do not know
where it is you’re going to;
What will be the way?

Friends, I am the way;
truth and life are found in me.
Come, meet my Father.

Show us the Father!
I’ve been with you all this time,
and you still don’t know?

Whoever sees me
sees the Father. My words and
works are from him.

Those who trust in me
will continue what I do,
even greater things!

© Ken Rookes 2020

Monday, December 30, 2019

He was in the world

Haiku of the Word

He was in the world;
he whose heartbeat resonates
with earth’s deep rhythms.

They did not know him;
his own people, not seeing
nor receiving him.

They are crying out,
yearning, aching. They will not
come, they will not hear.

He is in the world
at one with God, and with us;
listen to his words.

What will his words be?
Words that challenge and disturb,
turning upside down.

Some were listening,
taking his words deep within,
God’s faithful children.

And the Word became.
one of us, with flesh and blood,
with pain and dying.

Here, then, is wonder;
here is grace and here is truth,
for each one of us.

© Ken Rookes 2019

Monday, June 10, 2019

One and three.

Grappling haiku

They call it myst’ry
this trinity thing, holding
concepts in tension.

After all these years
I still don’t really get it.
I don’t think God minds.

Think how Parent God,
with Jesus and the Spirit,
strangely coalesce.

One God, three persons,
traditional formula:
all else heresy!

Does our imagined
God monitor errant thoughts;
scoring our faith?

Perhaps I also
am heretic. Woe is me!
Or does it matter?

The truth that matters:
God somehow strangely present
in our loving deeds.

O Holy Spirit,
Divine Parent and His Son,
let me live in you.


© Ken Rookes 2019

Monday, November 19, 2018

So you are a king?

Haiku for a trial

The procurator
knew what the job demanded;
kept the lid on things.

Pontius Pilate
found the case most perplexing;
called him in again.

Let’s not mess around:
Are you the king of the Jews?
How will he reply?

Jesus answered him.
What do they say about me,
what makes you ask this?

Hey, I’m not a Jew!
Your own people turned on you;
what is it you’ve done?

It’s not from this world,
my kingdom. No, otherwise
we would be fighting.

My kingdom is found
in another realm, where peace,
love and justice rule.

So you are a king?
Pilate keeps on questioning,
cannot understand.

All earthly kingdoms
self-destruct, bring only pain
and futility.

This worldly kingdom,
wherein we dwell, is rooted
in greed, wealth and fear.

For this I have come,
to speak truth. Listen to me;
let me be your king.


© Ken Rookes 2018

Monday, May 15, 2017

This is the Spirit of Truth

Haiku of promise

Spirit, advocate,
mystery God at our side;
within and without.

Spirit of truth who
abides in each open heart;
gift from the Father.

Spirit of Jesus;
among us, unseen presence,
sharing risen life.

Divine indwelling;
the Son in the Father,
the Spirit in us.

It's all about love;
thus the Spirit recalls us
to Jesus' commands.

You who follow me
will prove it, Jesus told them.
Love will be the sign.

I will be with you,
I will show myself to you;
we will dwell in love.



© Ken Rookes 2017

Monday, February 6, 2017

You have heard that it was said (1)

A haiku sequence,


Going beyond law.
You have heard that it was said;
but I say to you.

You shall not murder;
but anger with a brother
also is a sin.

Insult a sister
or call a brother “you fool,”
this will bring judgement.

Don't attend worship
if you have caused an offence;
first be reconciled.

If you are accused
don't wait 'til it gets to court,
sort it out before.

No adultery,
but even looking with lust
damages the heart.

If your hand or eye
leads you astray, discard it.
Live with truth and grace.

Do not swear falsely;
better still, don't swear at all.
Stick with 'yes' and 'no.'

He rewrote the law,
calling forth our better selves;
for the sake of love.


© Ken Rookes 2017

Monday, May 9, 2016

But how will I know?


My eyes, my mind and my heart,
I like to believe, are open.
But when the Spirit of truth comes,
how will I know?
Perhaps she has already come.

She will, I assume, speak to me of Jesus
and his teachings; telling of love
and generosity, of justice and defiance,
of courage, anger, compassion and peace.

I am emboldened, and challenged
to join with my sisters and brothers
and pray: Come Holy Spirit!
But when she comes;
how will I know?


© Ken Rookes 2016

Sunday, December 27, 2015

And the word became flesh and lived among us


The Logos-word came,
so the story goes,
sharing light and truth and wonder
with us earth-folk;
receiving, in return,
the planet's dust and strife,
along with our tears, regrets and weariness.
Hardly a balanced transaction.



© Ken Rookes 2015

Monday, November 16, 2015

So you are a king? A group of Haiku.



Nazareth's native
handed over for judgement:
an unlikely king.

The foreign ruler,
intrigued, probes with his questions,
but gets no answers.

He asks, Are you king?
The charge is laid against you;
what, then, have you done?

Where is your kingdom?
You won't find it around here.
Then again; perhaps.

Try looking harder,
opening your heart, your mind;
God's reign has come near

For this I was born,
for truth I came among you;
listen to my voice.

So you are a king?
The question hangs in the air;
each one must answer.



© Ken.Rookes 2015

 and a short subsequent poem that takes us a couple of verses  beyond the RCL reading.


If he fell over it

For two thousand years
Pilate has been asking:
What is truth?
Like most people of wealth and power
he wouldn't recognise truth if he fell over it,
or if it stood before him.



© Ken.Rookes 2015


Wednesday, October 14, 2015

The truth within them

If Job was repaid twice over, why aren’t all people who suffer given the same recompense? And what of Job’s wife; was she just collateral damage in it all?
It is perhaps not surprising that we have come to believe to Bible more than our own convictions. If the Bible says it is this way and we see it differently, we think we must be wrong, that we are evil even to contemplate that God is other than some stories depict. This leads us to constantly judge our thoughts and behaviour and that of others, rather than becoming aware of God’s presence at all times, everywhere, in everything.
These stories have truth within them, but the framework for that truth is very difficult for people of the 21st Century to see past. It hampers their understanding. Recently Barb tried to read Henri Nouwen’s book, “The Wounded Healer”, which was written in the 1970’s. She found it difficult even though she had lived through this era. The wording was so dated and the culture quite different to what we are living through today. How much more difficult it is to grasp what is being said in writing thousands of years old. Most people today find it too difficult to even begin to try. When what they read doesn’t go with what they feel, think and experience, they give up.
In Mark 10 we are told that Jesus was trying to teach his disciples things as profound as that he was to be betrayed, condemned to death, handed to the Gentiles, in other words, defiled, mocked, flogged and killed. They didn’t want to hear what he was saying. Instead they were arguing about getting the most important places in his kingdom. They hadn’t been listening and they totally missed the point about what it means to serve. When we are sure of whom we are in God’s love, we don’t need to seek positions of power to bolster our image. We are free to serve others rather than seeking favoured positions.
The God we are called to follow, with whom our hearts long to have a close relationship is inviting, encouraging, full of joy, peace and patience and does not demand absolute obedience. Part of the invitation is to live with unanswered and sometimes unanswerable questions without judgement.
Jesus said that he came to bring us life in all its fullness. It will include hard times and easy, good times and bad, highs and lows all within the depth and length and height and strength of God’s everlasting love. May you be blessed with knowing that you are loved by God and that all else is secondary to that.
Rev Julianne Parker (for full sermon see sermons page)

Monday, May 18, 2015

But you cannot bear them now


 
 

Spirit of Truth, Advocate:
you see all things,
know all things.
Reveal it,
show us; but not too much.
Open our eyes and let us see;
but, if you don’t mind,
keep hidden those things
that might cause anxiety
or shame.
 
You know what we can bear;
just a little for now.
A single LED rather than a floodlight.
There are scenes we would rather not view,
stories we would rather not hear.
Tales of suffering and cruelty
of which we prefer to remain ignorant.
Injustices, that, intruding into our pleasant reality,
might impel us into action
or compel us to change.
 
It’s not that we lack courage
to take on the many things,
but one at a time;
if that’s all right.
 

 

© Ken Rookes 2015

Monday, March 16, 2015

Living a true life

I struggle with the idea that we are called to 'hate' our lives. But i think that what Jesus was doing doing was calling us beyond a shallow definition of living to a deeper, truer path.
On hating one's life: Jesus did NOT mean that we are to hate ourselves. We are children of God and how can we hate God's creation? He also did NOT mean to hate our jobs or our homes, or our marriages, or anything that we DO on this earth. What we DO is only a superficial part of our lives. And he did NOT mean the disregard for life that comes from being depressed and leads to suicide. He was not talking about killing ourselves (as in suicide, or suicide bombing), but being killed for a higher good.

What Jesus meant is that we are not to be so attached to our life that we can't see anything more important than it; than 'me'. When we 'hate' our life, we are willing to give it up for the sake of something good... for the sake of God, or truth, or justice, or love. In a real sense i think that to 'hate' our life in the way Jesus speaks of is to love what is true and meaningful and beautiful in life, not what is hollow or false. It is to live a life of Love.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Good Friday shame

 
On the first Good Friday,
so named some years later by people of faith;
the darkness was faced and defied;
and, in the days following, banished.
Well, not quite.
But a candle glimmer was ignited,
a hopeful something that later torrents of blackness
have never quite extinguished.
Otherwise women and men of faith
could never have survived.
Not the shame of religious wars,
inquisitions,
holocaust,
diverse conquests and killing fields,
or clerical abuse of children.
And certainly not the off-shore detention camps
where human suffering and despair
are made the wretched by-product
of the vile and fearful politics
practised by some
for whom Good Friday pretends to be a sacred day.
And still women and men of faith survive
to maintain their outrageous claim:
that the darkness has somehow been diminished,
at least a little.

© Ken Rookes 2014

Monday, March 24, 2014

They drove him out

 
They drove him out of the Temple;
the unnamed man, who,
according to John, had been born blind.
Now, with the wondrous gift of sight,
he could not be less concerned;
he has no desire to ever go back,
and he won’t.
The Temple no longer has what he needs;
he will manage without it. In turn,
the Temple will have to get on without him;
and all the others, who,
over the millennia,
have been dismissed from its hallowed courts.
The Temple has been adept
at expelling embarrassments;
those who no longer recite the creeds,
who ask their awkward questions
and dare to give shape to their doubts.
Preferring the elusive uncertainty of truth,
whatever its unexpected contours,
they despise the Temple’s promise
of security and comfort.
They would rather die outside the walls
than live the delusions within.
Do your worst, Temple;
drive them all out.
Nobody cares
anymore.

© Ken Rookes 2014

Thursday, March 6, 2014

the truth in the wilderness

A truth is always the truth with reference to something. Truth is the radiant manifestation of reality. Not truth but reality is the object of love. To desire truth is to desire contact with a piece of reality. To desire contact with a piece of reality is to love. We desire truth only in order to love in truth. We desire to know the truth about what we love. Instead of talking about love of truth, it would be better to talk about the spirit of truth in love.
-Simone Weil 1909-1943
The Need for Roots
http://www.edgeofenclosure.org/lent1a.html

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

With the coming of Word



With the coming of Word

at the beginning of the second act,

Grace and Truth

stride purposefully to centre stage

to take up their allotted positions.

Law, having featured so strongly in act one,

is, according to the script,

directed to move upstage

and to quietly exit to the right.

Law moves with deliberate steps,

then pauses,

relishing the lingering spotlight,

which, for loyalty or fear, perhaps both,

seems reluctant to trust

the new leads to carry the show.

Law’s assured and comfortable lines

seduce and enthral,

delivered with the much-practised ease

of one who has held the proscenium for centuries.

The spectators are less than convinced

by the unfamiliar and surprising utterances

of Grace and Truth.

The play pauses awkwardly,

perplexing the audience;

some begin to leave.



© Ken Rookes

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