{"id":1386,"date":"2019-08-31T10:27:02","date_gmt":"2019-08-31T10:27:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/?page_id=1386"},"modified":"2021-09-10T22:14:28","modified_gmt":"2021-09-10T20:14:28","slug":"panels_09_12","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/john_bradburne_at_st_marys_church\/memorial_door\/panels_09_12\/","title":{"rendered":"Panels 09 &#8211; 12"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h1>\n\t\tThe John Bradburne Memorial Door\n\t<\/h1>\n<h2>\n\t\tPanels 09 &#8211; 12\n\t<\/h2>\n\t\t\t\t<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_01-280x1024.jpg\" alt=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_01\" itemprop=\"image\" height=\"1024\" width=\"280\" title=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_01\" onerror=\"this.style.display='none'\"  \/>\n<h2>\n\t\tPanel 09\n\t<\/h2>\n\t<p>John writes poetry at Mutemwa<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>I am returned, at typewriter I sit:<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>I thank Thee, Lord, for fingers, keys to hit<\/strong>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\t<p>John plays music in the Chapel while Fr. John Dove listens<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\t<p>John prays<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>In space both God and man stop proper breathing,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>The realm of glory is within our bounds,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Invisibility is simply seething<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>With prospects heavenly on earthly grounds;<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Though the centrific drumming of Christ&#8217;s heart<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Pervades the cosmos with persistent beat,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Within this atmosphere is best His art<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Of love made perfect by the Paraclete<\/strong>\n\t<p>John talks with a leper<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>In that I&#8217;ve always loved to be alone<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>I&#8217;ve treated human beings much as lepers,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>For this poetic justice may atone<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>My way with God&#8217;s&#8230;<\/strong>\n<strong>I did not ever dream that I might go<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>And dwell amidst a flock of eighty such<\/strong>\n<h2>\n\t\tPanel 10\n\t<\/h2>\n\t<p>At prayer on Chigona Hill, above Mutemwa<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>So I sang the great &#8216;Laudate&#8217; psalm<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>And the whole of creation rose up in the calm<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>To praise the Lord on the height of heights<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Where the body stands while the soul delights<\/strong>\n\n\n\n\t<p>John with his Brothers: Chameleon &#8211; \u00a0for the Chewa people, messenger of life and eternity &#8211; \u00a0Eagle, Cat and Dog<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>Hawk-eagle, lanner-falcon, bataleur<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>And chanting-goshawk, with exalted ease<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Remind me of a motto &#8211; I refer<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>To &#8216;Watch and Pray&#8217; &#8211; on anything they please!<\/strong>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>Can anyone imagine then<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>That our all-loving God<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Will ever look with scorn on love<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Man bears for cat or dog?<\/strong>\n\t<p>John invites Bees to share his Study at Silveira House\u00a0in order to safeguard his solitude<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>First may I say that honey-bees<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Live lives like lives of saints&#8230;<\/strong>\n<strong>Their comings in and goings out<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>The Lord their Master keeps:<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Sing psalms I may and type but shout<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Nor stamp I&#8217;ll not lest reaps<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Unpeaceful conduct such reward<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>As much I&#8217;d merit if I spoiled accord&#8230;<\/strong>\n<strong>These thirty thousand persons in my cell<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Busy composing theirs could give me hell<\/strong>\n\t\t\t\t<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_02-279x1024.jpg\" alt=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_02\" itemprop=\"image\" height=\"1024\" width=\"279\" title=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_02\" onerror=\"this.style.display='none'\"  \/>\n\t\t\t\t<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_03-278x1024.jpg\" alt=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_03\" itemprop=\"image\" height=\"1024\" width=\"278\" title=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_03\" onerror=\"this.style.display='none'\"  \/>\n<h2>\n\t\tPanel 11\n\t<\/h2>\n\t<p>John is expelled from Mutemwa by a new committee, which is hostile to his work, and pitches a tent on Chigona Hill<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<strong>&#8216;You are cut off&#8217; &#8211; from what? A world that would<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Tempt more to evil, less augment your good<\/strong>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>April, 1973<\/p>\n\t<p>John is frustrated by his inability to help the lepers<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>Confounded be my musing, if it leads<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>To thoughts chaotic, not to ordered deeds<\/strong>\n\t<p>Mutemwa<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>We want to make it very clear<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>And easy for you all:<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>The casting out, by Love, of fear<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Is Terrorism&#8217;s fall<\/strong>\n<h2>\n\t\tPanel 12\n\t<\/h2>\n\t<p>John lives in a tin hut which was erected for him by a local farmer&#8230;<\/p>\n\t<p>&#8230; and looks across the fence which separates him from the lepers of Mutemwa<\/p>\n\t<p>John extends the hut in order to be able to receive guests<\/p>\n\t<p>John rejoices to be able to help a leper again<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<strong>The Piper is merry,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Resilient very<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Is grace<\/strong>\n\n<strong>If Lord I should a leper be<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Let it make leap<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Into eternity<\/strong>\n\t\t\t\t<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_04-280x1024.jpg\" alt=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_04\" itemprop=\"image\" height=\"1024\" width=\"280\" title=\"john_bradburne_memorial_door_02_04\" onerror=\"this.style.display='none'\"  \/>\n\t\t\t<a href=\"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/john_bradburne_at_st_marys_church\/memorial_door\/panels_05_08\/\" target=\"_self\" role=\"button\" rel=\"noopener\">\n\t\t\t<\/a>\n<h4>\n\t\tst-mary.fritillary.org05\/07\n\t<\/h4>\n\t\t\t<a href=\"http:\/\/fritillary.org\/wp\/john_bradburne_at_st_marys_church\/memorial_door\/panels_13_16\/\" target=\"_self\" role=\"button\" rel=\"noopener\">\n\t\t\t<\/a>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The John Bradburne Memorial Door Panels 09 &#8211; 12 Panel 09 John writes poetry at Mutemwa &nbsp; I am returned, at typewriter I sit: I thank Thee, Lord, for fingers, keys to hit &nbsp; John plays music in the Chapel while Fr. 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