green-skinned emma

perhap i feel ‘different’ to you somehow, in my relationship to God, to Christ, and in my
expression of that Love, a difference you can’t quite put a label on, but want
to for some reason. label me as an outsider, not belonging to the family of Christianity (in which i find deep resonance and ancient connectivity).   i don’t know, maybe so that you don’t have to let me in?
i feel as if i am a human being with green colored skin arriving at your door and you can’t quite decide if i’m really human or not and so you’ll close it in
my face. as if i might rub off on you. not interested, thank you.


may you feel safe.
may you know that all is well

vicki (emma)

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