Sundae Sermon

Here is a quote from Christie Purifoy’s new book, Placemaker; Cultivating Places of Comfort, Beauty, and Peace, that releases this Tuesday 12 March.

This sermon will give you something to think about and it is sweet like a sundae because it is shorter than the sermon your pastor will preach today. 😉

Woods in late winter.
Tree in right foreground is a black walnut


When we felled the trees,
did we lose forever those places
capable of touching the very depths of our
God-given capacity for wonder?
Or can we remake such places today?


Christie Purifoy
Placemaker; Cultivating Places of Comfort, Beauty, and Peace

releases Tuesday, 12 March 2019

The Legal Stuff: I am on Christie’s book launch team and received a free copy in advance of release date. However, I did pre-order the book on Amazon, 3 July 2018.

5 comments

  • Beautiful quote!

    It made me think of the sacrifices made by the young men who flew the night bombers over Nazi Germany, from dozens of airfields in Lincolnshire and Yorkshire, of whom barely half survived.

    The airfields are now for the most part forgotten, quiet places that are perhaps distinguished by cracked asphalt and tumbledown hutments, or remembered only in vegetation traces that can onle be seen from the air, as they have completely gone to farmland.

    If you’d care for a virtual visit to RAF East Moor in Yorkshire, here’s a link to an aerial view from Bing Maps.

    https://www.bing.com/maps/?v=2&cp=54.068889~-1.085&style=h&lvl=14&sp=Point.54.068889_-1.085_RAF%20East%20Moor___

    When the cataclysm ended,
    the serpent’s blood congealed,
    the Hun’s conquest forfended,
    the world began to heal.
    The places from which they flew
    (and only half came home)
    were forgotten, the grass overgrew,
    and the cows arrived to roam.
    They brought the fire in the night
    to douse crematoria flames
    and many ascened to the light,
    leaving only their names.
    If there on a quiet visit you face
    a uniformed ghost, offer grateful embrace.