Church needs to be a place of healing, of nurture, and of growth. This poem expresses this aspect of our community much more clearly than I could:
If This Is Not a Place
If this is not a place where tears are understood
Where can I go to cry?
If this is not a place where my spirit can take wing
Where do I go to fly?
If this is not a place where my questions can be asked
Where do I go to seek?
If this is not a place where my feelings can be heard
Where do I go to speak?
If this is not a place where you will accept me as I am
Where can I go to be?
If this is not a place where I can try to learn and grow
Where do I just be me?
(Attributed to William J Crockett)
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Just found your site through MadPriest.
This is wonderful. I will post it on one of my blogs
I just received this from a very special friend. It is beautiful!
This is wonderful. Thank you.
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