Strung-Between

Jesus on the cross with two prisoners in sunrise

Here I am,
the strung-between;
suspended,
arms outstretched to thieves –
belief and doubt
on either hand.But I choose to stay,
to bear the pain of my struggle,
and let it carry me
into a kind of death,
a kind of resurrection.

© Sr. Sandra CSBC
1st July 2015


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