on this holy ground I wander barefoot, broken lawless, breaking naked before you
these stones they cut
the sharpness of life lucid bleeding death rises around me a tomb of a thousand tiny cuts inescapable and raw madness oppression possession hemmed in by darkness and light harsh as a razor sharp as a stone
“Lord, most high” a mocking voice cracks my parched lips Your eyes cut through my darkness
Your light of revelation my confession of pain
a scream a breath the devil is in me my demons they drown me isolation/ocean darkness/light cruelty/night
sirens sound within me as family flee the taint of my being comes violence comes me
don’t make me leave! my tombstone certainty gives shape to my dying the maddening edge of shadow sharper than a shiver heat and cold dark and bright
shards of light cut my reality like a ragged knife shatters to slivers wounding all who come near
bargaining for breathing space instead I find freedom at your feet lays my brokenness blessèd relief
You are Prince of heaven You are Lord of peace You bring colour and shape green pastures still waters where there had been only the edge of existence darkening light
I confess I could stay at Your side forever if only I could stay in this moment in this freedom this peace
Your Spirit is in me Your love it fills me Your river found me Your life it grounds me exultation/elation consolation/revelation
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We have set this website up to share the resources from the book ‘The Illustrated Gospel Project’,
plus the extra stuff that we couldn’t fit in the book.
But there is still room! Room for what you and your community of faith might create in response to God’s creative Word at work, and at play in your midst.
So if you create a drama, a song, a prayer or a responsive reading, we’d like you to share it.
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