A Letter to the Church

A Letter to the Church

I beg you friend, do not contrive for me
yet another design of how to be…
Holy

When I do wrong and am severed from
His Joy
Your penal guilt cannot restore…
my wounded soul.

My God is full of light and grace
His eyes see where my failures…
Lie

Do not promote for me more alters
that do not lead to…
Transformation

Dilute not His New Wine
with the dredges of obligation
It is His very own mystery that eradicates
My guilt

The only righteous judgment is in the blood
He spilt...
Jesus saves me

Jill Autrey Dorman

I have always known that my enemy is more of a coward than I but then I am less of a hero than he.

I have always known that my enemy is more of a coward than I but then I am less of a hero than he. It is a high and narrow wall and one misstep and I go tumbling into the putrid abyss of bitterness and hatred. So who is the coward? The one who will not walk on the wall or the one who falls into the stench of hate and ungforgiveness thus learning in that stench to love and forgive? I think the latter.