In bodily form

Posted on January 9, 2013 by Rosalind C Hughes

When our bodies betray us, let us down,
we berate them, hesitate to call them holy,
when, after all, they are the
sacrament of God’s creative genius,
each featherlight touch a reminder of
the love that engendered our creation,
redemption, adoption; each whisper
an echo of the voice of heaven.

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About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is an Episcopal priest, poet, and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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