St John's The United Reformed Church in Northwood

Faith's Journey

A collection of insights from other faith traditions

It is impossible to travel on the Metropolitan Line and believe there is only one way home

In my Father’s house there are many mansions
The Gospel of St John

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
From Rabindranath Tagore’s Song Offerings (Gitanjali)

Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Cato the Elder began to study Greek when he was about eighty. When asked why he was beginning so large a task at such an advanced age, he replied that “it was the youngest age he had left”- and went on studying.
Michel de Montaigne

And walk not boisterously upon the earth.
Verily thou will not make a hole in the earth,
Nor attain the mountains in height
XVII 37, The Qur'an

Psalm 150

Praise God in the depths of the universe; praise him in the human heart.
Praise him for his power and beauty, for his all-feeling, fathomless love.
Praise him with drums and trumpets, with string quartets and guitars.
Praise him in market and workplace, with computer, with hammer and nails.
Praise him in bedroom and kitchen; praise him with pots and pans.
Praise him in the temple of the present; let every breath be his praise.

Adapted from Hebrew by Stephen Mitchell