Oasis Church Birmingham: Talks

A poem by Rich Bowpitt based on John chapter 17. Originally written and shared at our Maundy Thursday meeting in April 2020, it explores Jesus's final prayer before he heads to the cross. WORDS Father. It’s time. From creation’s foundation, our vocation’s been love’s circulation. Source, Son and Spirit sharing jubilation without limitation. Now the shout going out, love breaking out without doubt, an invitation to all nations; the presentation of God’s incarnation, for their salvation. Father. It’s time. My glory a reality for all to see. Eternity’s key’s in me; know the one and know the son and it’s done, true life’s begun. Nothing more to be sure of what’s in store, faith in me small as a seed and you’re free indeed. Father. I pray for my friends. Let this impending, darkness descending, not be their ending. I pray that everyday, they may stay on the way; lives to all an invite to unite in delight and shine bright. All I've known, they now own, so, as they’re thrown alone into the unknown, don’t let