From The Handmaid's Tale:
Pleasure is an egg. Blessings that can be counted, on the fingers of one hand. If I have an egg, what more can I want?
Suzanne DeWitt Hall's blog highlighting the idea of a theology of desire, featuring the writing of great minds along with her own humble efforts at exploring the hunger for God. (Note: Most of this blog was written under Suzanne's nom de couer "Eva Korban David".)
Showing posts with label Hands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hands. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Since you asked
You are
a strong hand
a shouted truth
a bar raised
You are
shelter on a stormy night
a cozy lap
a whispered prayer
You are
friend, lover, champion
hero, teacher, student
thinker, dreamer, muse
You are
escape, release, rescue
comfort, confidante, joy
You are
an undiscovered feast
an untried banquet
a laden table, beckoning
You are
dream made man
--Chantelle Franc
a strong hand
a shouted truth
a bar raised
You are
shelter on a stormy night
a cozy lap
a whispered prayer
You are
friend, lover, champion
hero, teacher, student
thinker, dreamer, muse
You are
escape, release, rescue
comfort, confidante, joy
You are
an undiscovered feast
an untried banquet
a laden table, beckoning
You are
dream made man
--Chantelle Franc
Thursday, March 19, 2009
A hand not empty
It is amazing that an empty hand, stretched toward you, can contain so much comfort.
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