philip chircop

CAN YOU SPARE SOME CHANGE?

What good is It, I wonder,
if the bread is changed and we are not?

What good is it
if the wine is changed and we are not?

What difference does it make
if the bread and the wine are radically transformed
and we remain untouched,
unchanged?

Reflection: Philip Chircop
Art: The Last Supper by Stefan Georgiev

BE THIS IN MEMORY OF ME

What is the “this”?
Can it be that “this” is more the bread and the wine?

Can it be that “this” is more than the real presence myopically conceived and understood, cause of so much fighting and division?

What if “this”
refers to the radical and total gift of self,
the removing of all outer garments,
the wrapping a towel round our waist,

What if “this” is all about
falling to the ground looking for feet to wash?

What of “this” is all about
paying attention,
becoming “really present” to the people around us
becoming “really present” to the cry of the poor,
the people on the edge and in the margin,
the forgotten and the maligned?

What if “do this in memory of me”
is also a eucharistic invitation to read between the lines:
“be this in memory of me”?

Reflection: Philip Chircop
Art: The Washing of the Feet by Leszec Forczek

THE SETTING SUN

Sharing colours, scents and textures from Maranatha House of Prayer, a Jesuit retreat house in Janda Baik, Malaysia. Here’s the setting sun.  Soon the ‘symphony’ of the cicadas will start!

If you desire to add some sound too, why not compose a haiku – a poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five.

Photo: Philip Chircop sj (Foto Vitae)