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I dream of a church...

I dream of a church that joins in with God's laughing 
as she rocks in her rapture enjoying her art: 
she's glad of her world, in its risking and growing: 
'tis the child she has borne and holds close to her heart. 

I dream of a church that joins in with God's weeping 
as she crouches, weighed down by the sorrow she sees: 
she cries for the hostile, the cold and no hoping, 
for she bears in herself our despair and disease. 

I dream of a church that joins in with God's dancing 
as she moves like the wind and the wave and the fire: 
a church that can pick up its skirts, pirouetting, 
with the steps that can signal God's deepest desire. 

I dream of a church that joins in with God's loving 
as she bends to embrace the unlovely and lost, 
a church that can free, by its sharing and daring, 
the imprisoned and poor, and then shoulder the cost. 

God, make us a church that joins in with your living, 
as you cherish and challenge, rein in and release, 
a church that is winsome, impassioned, inspiring: 
lioness of your justice, and lamb of your peace.

(by Kate Compston)

Do you dream of a church like this? If you do, if you dream of a church in Cardiff that is progressive, pluralist, mystical, charismatic, queer, feminist, and rooted in Jesus' vision of justice then please get in touch with me.

I would love to plant a new church like that with you.

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