Come out ( pondering the Lazarus in me)

a voice penetrated the deep dark,

come out,

it echoed bouncing from the walls

of the tomb, and they became a womb

pushing me to life,

I was pulsing with life,

yet bound by deaths trappings

I stumbled forward,

feeling my way

through the dark

until slowly

light appeared before me,

the stone that held me rolled away….

but I was bound,

bound by my doubts,

bound by my fears,

bound by an inner trembling that life could be regained…..


again the call came….

come out,

again I stumbled forward,

into the arms of my friends

who were commanded to unbind me….


we need one another on this journey…

we set one another free….

our stories intertwine

as we respond to the call,

come out,

come out and be…


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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