Two little words can bring me
to know I can’t, despair
towards a pride
in all that I can do
those little words so telling
the if-then proposition
of law disguised as grace
for when I try so very hard
I always fall up short
another word is needed
to reach into my heart
this word, because, shines light
onto my darkened mind
it begs me listen gentle voice
because I love you so
I choose not to condemn
but hang with you
on the cross you built
your turning in on you
you forget that trying harder
is not the way to go
but falling, falling, falling
your new life in Me
Not Yet Tears Of Joy
It’s been six weeks since the Way Forward was adopted at the National Synod. As someone who has been an advocate for the ordination of women for decades and who has listened to the pain and suffering of those who have been called by God but rejected by the LCANZ, I...
