through brokenness….

the hurt ripped my heart

shook my bones to shattering, and

sent me scurrying to denial,

to masks unworn for years,

and my whole being cried NO!


then words came, cutting words

designed to wound, venomous,

spat with anger back and forth,

so I hid, more masks, as I fortified myself

against this brokenness..

and my whole being cried NO!


later brittle strength,

I will survive, will make it through this pain,

but my defences crumbled,

the words needed to be faced, sifted

sometimes owned…

I am broken too

masks had to be named, discarded…

the no has no place now….


now fragile I move on,

learning to forgive,

to love myself, and beyond myself,

beginning to live this new reality

in freedom step by step

as a new song emerges with rhythms of grace

my heart is sing softly, yes, yes, yes….

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Painting mine

About Sally C

How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons). I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway. I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off! I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
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