Author Archives: Sally C

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, and 2 lovely granddaughters). 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!

Judas

it was with washed feet that he left the table, served, humbly, loved completely, he left the table, left the table, his friends, his friend, his teacher, but, perhaps, most notably himself, he could have returned, come to himself as … Continue reading

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Hilltop…

I climb, to be, to know, to pray, to seek, to see … to connect, and the stones beneath my feet cry praise as heaven touches earth, over and over, drawing me to silence, to silent yearning .. + I … Continue reading

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silence

sweat bleeds here, kneeling, groaning, aching waiting, hoping for light that does not come…. + silence is heavens reply + then turmoil and chains, whips, thorns, rough wood, nails tearing flesh, and love lies dying broken open… + silence is … Continue reading

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Not ready for Holy Week….

N I am not ready for Holy Week, the perfume of my devotion lays stoppered on the shelf, and I am fussing over things that seem needful, distracted by my  thoughts… I am not ready for Holy Week, though my … Continue reading

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Betrayal…

whispers in dark corners, nudges, winks, glances…. all the time betrayal lurked, close at hand, he was one of us, yet not one of us, for in his head another plan was forming, in his head he knew a better … Continue reading

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show me ( a prayer)

show me what is right, where to use my passion, and my power, (for to deny that I have power is perhaps the greatest lie that I can tell,) teach me to choose to take the towel, the lower place, … Continue reading

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Here….

Here I rise, through recognition I rise, caught unaware by loves glance, stirring an awakening within me… + Here I rise, through that awakening I rise, for life calls deep to deep within… + Here I rise, at last in … Continue reading

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