Saturday, March 26, 2011

Lent 16 (The Woman at the Well)

See these secrets, and these pains, that I've been holding all these years, Holy Stranger; let me lay them out before you so that I don't have to carry them alone anymore. Let me lay them out before me to examine them again. And when our conversation is done, we'll toss my secrets into the well and go our separate ways, with my thanks to you for listening, for telling the truth, and for reminding me that I am so much more than my secrets. So much more than my pain and sorrow. Thank you, Holy Stranger, for the encouragement and blessing to be.

3 comments:

Mother Julie said...

This is awesome! You say in a few sentences what I fought with all day yesterday as I wrote my sermon.

Rachel Hackenberg said...

Thank you, MJ .... and what a delight to find your blog in return! I loved your story today of walking toward a river that seems out of reach; I have hiked such paths!

Blessings!

Mother Julie said...

Thanks!