Failing Grace

Posted on January 22, 2014 by Rosalind C Hughes

The dark wood, its grain barely illuminated by
the stained-glass shafts, invites introspection,
the fear of failing, flailing: “Wait!
I am not ready,” but
it consumed me anyway,
half-baked.

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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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1 Response to Failing Grace

  1. Object Relations's avatar awordofsubstance says:
    January 22, 2014 at 2:54 pm

    This is great. I wrote something about wood just the other day. I don’t fear falling though.
    http://www.awordofsubstance.wordpress.com

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