To move out of chaos
I must embrace it…
No more hiding… but
In turning, seeing, owning,
Each shadow.
Each wound,
Each doubt,
Each fear,
As mine, as me,
In knowing they have
Shaped me,
Moulded me,
Made me….
Every mistake,
Every fall,
Every failure,
Must be included,
Received…. loved…
To move out of chaos,
I must own my chaos,
Dropping false confidence,
All masks of competence…
Only truth
Will set me free…
Truth…
I am treasured,
I am loved….
I am no longer my own
But yours…
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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 a grandson). 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!
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