Hunger ….

I crave these ashes,

Rough against my skin,

Oil drenched

And gritty,

A mark of my vulnerability,

A reminder that I am frail,

That I fall and fail,

That I have needs….

I crave these ashes,

They name me,

And claim me,

Mark me

In a moment of turning

Towards infinite love again,

I need these ashes,

A place where heaven touches earth,

Touches me…

I crave these ashes,

Though they send me into the wilderness

They remind me that I do not go alone

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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