Tuesday, 23 March 2010

The place where it is hard to be

This is a direct link to Karen's blog where I realise someone else has been considering the same issues that have been on my mind.  I find that comforting, even if I don't yet have the answers. The poem is not mine but hers.

Standing in the hard place,

aware of pain around



searching for wisdom

knowing that God heals.

Sensing the tension.

Naming it and letting it flow down

and along

and away

and so slowly people trust

you and one another

and move on....and on....

and together.

Until hands that once formed fists

clasp one another in love.

Standing in the hard place

and finally stepping away.