Today is my last working day of the month. I had the retreat day scheduled earlier in the month and bumped it, then bumped it again. There's never a convenient time to go off and reflect and read and pray.
|Photo by Jeremy Cowart|
Shame has leaped over the fence
She tramples the garden of my soul
Gunfire will scare her away
But my hands are empty
Fear gives up on the garden
What good's a soul anyways?
Big block walls rise around the fence
Can we settle for safety?
The false self paints the wallsThe nudge to reflect on shame, fear and the false self came from Rob Liddell, a friend from my high school days, who recommended the book Scary Close by Donald Miller. Great stuff!
"We meant to do this"
How will I live, cut off from my soul?