I am your Rahab, as you are mine,
living on the edge
one stop short of rejection
and one window away from freedom.
We spin a deceitful thread
not silver, not gold, but blood
red, my life for your life
we lie to save both.
Salvation for all,
this thread, we know
will not devastate,
if delivered as kind protection.
A redeeming passion, we must trust
will save us from stone walls
of panic and fear, away
from enslavement, from possessive love.
This crimson thread will
lead us to transformation
to open hearts and silver
waterfalls of unity, if we are not afraid.
Let it be so.
Sometimes what others could see or consider a lie, is in reality a protection of the truth for others. A truth that sometimes can save lives, families, and communities. It is like when dealing with stirred muddy waters, you are called to wait patiently until the water clears up by itself and shows what needs to be brought to light.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing your theology sister!
NR.