Into

Into the mess, mud, bloodiness

Of our days

Wooing us to life,

Stirring possibilities

Taking on flesh

On bone,

Earthed and earthy,

Crossing boundaries

Holding nothing back

Blackened finger nails

Bury themselves into the deep black

soul-soil of our being

Heart beating to heart…

Skin touching skin

Into the mess, mud, bloodiness

Of our days…

Hope…

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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