of sacramental encounter
is calling me out
of my stillness.
The rhetoric of silence
is teaching me how
to ask, how to
worship. How to
confess the petty
troubles of my
willingness. How,
finally, to remain,
despite the pull
of the world's
safe and stifling
strangeness.
©Laura Sorrells 2014
all rights reserved
Well said. thanks...;)
ReplyDeleteI wish I could get to this place you paint so vividly with your words...I'm travelling, but slowly. Blessings. xo
ReplyDeleteMe too, Marion..it is a journey, and one that may require a more radical shift than ever before...we'll see. Thank you both.
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