The Moor by R.S. Thomas

It was like a church to me. I entered it on soft foot, Breath held like a cap in the hand. It was quiet. What God was there made himself felt, Not listened to, in clean colours That brought a moistening of the eye, In movement of the wind over grass. There were no prayers…

Praying by Mary Oliver

It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.

Volunteers needed

With lockdown easing and the Abbey re-opening, we are looking for volunteers to provide a warm, encouraging welcome to the town and to tourists. Can you help? A beautiful and serene environment to spend time in, meeting people, helping the community. Email parishoffice@wymondhamabbey.org.uk answering the following questions: Why do you want to volunteer at the…

Condolences Book

Wymondham Abbey expresses its sincere and deepest condolences upon the death of Prince Philip Please light a candle at home and leave your condolences below. We will collect them and print them into a book.

Jesus the Christ by Ros Murphy

Jesus the Christ, unconquerable even by death! Bursting out from the depths of the tomb, A new power; let loose in the world. Now unrestrictedly. Accumulating evidence of a risen spirit body demonstrating victory. A meeting in a garden. Bread in a house. Fish on the shore. A promise of more to come. No more…

Easter Malcolm Guite

And where is Jesus, this strange Easter day? Not lost in our locked churches, anymore Than he was sealed in that dark sepulchre. The locks are loosed; the stone is rolled away, And he is up and risen, long before, Alive, at large, and making his strong way Into the world he gave his life…

Food Parcels

We recently sent out food parcels out to families in need during the recent school holidays and all have been very well received. We have had many messages saying how much its helped and it has been wonderful to be able to help the families in our community in times of need. In the February…

Book Review

After the death of her famous sister Jane, Cassandra Austen returns to the home of her family’s friends. She knows that somewhere in the dusty, sprawling vicarage there is some letters containing secrets that must not be revealed. Although not exactly a book about Jane Austen, it is a story about the two sisters and…

‘Crucifixion’ Malcolm Guite

See, as they strip the robe from off his back And spread his arms and nail them to the cross, The dark nails pierce him and the sky turns black, And love is firmly fastened onto loss. But here a pure change happens. On this tree Loss becomes gain, death opens into birth. Here wounding…