Mary's Musings: Are you safe?
Are you safe?
Are you safe
A safe place for me to come into your space with the bag?
I know you like it when we laugh
When we play
That doesn’t demand words
But can I knock on your door
Come into your kitchen
Drop the bag and sit with elbows on the table
my head in my hands
Can I tell you what’s in the bag?
It’s not pretty
It’s dark and heavy
It will dampen the sunny spirits of a place we have enjoyed happy times in
Can I not smile for now
Or do you need that?
Can I trust you
Will you trust me
To not destroy your faith with what I share
Don’t make me state the obvious
Can I be given a pass on defending my belief in a loving God?
There is no doubt there
Is it safe here
I guess I wouldn’t come if I didn’t believe it was