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City of Gold 20th Anniversary Edition….

Coming soon! To celebrate the 20th Anniversary of City of Gold, we are producing a limited edition gold CD which includes a full colour artwork booklet containing all the lyrics and poems. We’ll add a new link to the Little Room store as soon as it is released, and you’ll be able to access this from the home page as well as the artist pages of the co-writers; Phil Baggaley, David Clifton, Ian Blythe and Adrian Plass.

Here is a link directly to the store for pre-ordering:

Little Room Store

The reviews of City of Gold on Amazon are very moving, and you can read them here.

www.amazon.com

This inspirational recording is a timeless favourite that continues to touch the hearts of people across the world.

Sam Hill JR in concert …. Angels & Ghosts

Sam Hill is playing two special concerts this week. If you are in the area be sure not to miss them! He will be joined by long-time collaborators and friends Richard Curran, Alan Gregson, and Geoff Orr.

You can see him at the New Continental in Preston on the 26th April, and also at The Hall, Lancaster on the 27th. Check his website and local listings for more details. www.samhilljr.co.uk

 

Holy Week poetry……

A Meditation from the poet John Updike

Seven Stanzas at Easter

John Updike (1932–2009)

Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.

It was not as the flowers,
each soft Spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled
eyes of the eleven apostles;
it was as His flesh: ours.

The same hinged thumbs and toes,
the same valved heart
that-pierced-died, withered, paused, and then
regathered out of enduring Might
new strength to enclose.

Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping, transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
faded credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.

The stone is rolled back, not papier-mâché,
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
the wide light of day.

And if we will have an angel at the tomb,
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck’s quanta, vivid with hair,
opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.

Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are
embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.

St David’s Day…

Happy St David’s Day!

It was on this day in the year 589 AD that Bishop David died; he was canonised in the year 1120 AD. He became known as the patron saint of Wales in the 12th Century, during the time of fierce Welsh resistance to the invading Normans.  His shrine can be visited at the Cathedral dedicated to him in Pembrokeshire, and which is built on the site of a Celtic monastic community that he established, Glyn Rhosyn, meaning The Vale of Roses. He was born to an aristocratic family in Caerfai, Pembrokshire, and studied theology under St Paulinus in Cardigan, eventually being consecrated Bishop.  His devout Christian life was an example to all, and he went on to found some twelve monasteries, encouraging his monastic followers to lead simple lives of quiet devotion and labour.

He is recorded to have included this encouraging exhortation in one of his last sermons; “Be joyful, and keep your faith and your creed. Do the little things that you have seen me do and heard about. I will walk the path that our fathers have trod before us.”   The expression “Do the little things” went on to become a well-known inspirational saying, and is still very much in use in Wales today.