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Lifelines: Wrestling the Word, Gathering up Grace
Lifelines: Wrestling the Word, Gathering up Grace
Lifelines: Wrestling the Word, Gathering up Grace
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Lifelines: Wrestling the Word, Gathering up Grace

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After the deaths of her brother, father and mother, the poet and writer Carla Grosch Miller felt that her world and faith had fallen apart. Lifelines is the fruit of what followed. These searingly honest yet hopeful poems reflect on the mystery at the heart of Christian faith and the journey through death to resurrection.
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Release dateJan 30, 2020
ISBN9781786222367
Lifelines: Wrestling the Word, Gathering up Grace
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Carla Grosch-Miller

Carla Grosch-Miller spent more than 20 years in parish ministry in the US and the UK and has lectured widely on pastoral theology.

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    Lifelines - Carla Grosch-Miller

    © Carla A. Grosch-Miller 2020

    First published in 2020 by the Canterbury Press Norwich

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    Printed and bound in Great Britain by CPI Group (UK) Ltd

    For David

    whose steadiness keeps me standing and whose encouragement enables me to soar

    Contents

    To the Reader

    Genesis

    Part 1. Wrestling the Word

    Lectionary Poems

    Advent

    The Waiting

    The Tender Shoot

    The Call to Repent

    Leaping

    The Joseph Cycle

    Meditation on Rembrandt’s The Holy Family by Night

    Expectant

    Christmas

    Christmas Eve

    Christmas Morn

    The Slaughter of Innocence

    Song of a Mother

    Epiphany

    Star of Wisdom

    Baptism of Jesus

    The Tree

    The Call

    Make Peace

    Becoming

    In the Footsteps of Elijah

    Holy

    The Radiance!

    Lent

    Wild Beasts

    For the Leader (Nicodemus)

    Sarah Speaks

    Temptation

    Ode to Moses’ Mum

    There is a time

    Hidden Depths

    Dying to life

    Passion Sunday

    Maundy Thursday

    Maundy Thursday 2 – We rise

    Good Friday

    Holy Saturday

    Easter

    Raised to life

    Heartlock

    The Pruning

    To love

    Ordinary Time

    Daybreak

    Firstborn

    From the mouth

    Enough

    Moses on Sinai

    On Pisgah

    The Prophet I

    The Prophet II

    ’Til death us do part

    Amidst the Ruins

    Scorched lips

    Offence

    Wordless

    The Prophet III

    And you shall lose your life to find it

    Blessed are those who mourn

    Rock to sand

    The table heaves

    Who has not suffered an impediment of speech?

    See these stones

    Like Bartimeus, I want to see

    The clutch for meaning

    The one thing, the better part

    Bent over

    Lost and Found

    Confidence misplaced

    Outsiders

    Some yearnings are so deep

    The grateful eye

    Am I lost?

    I stand

    Word Becomes Flesh

    Part 2. Gathering Up Grace

    The Geography of Grief

    The Tom Cycle

    Organ Failure

    Things my father gave to me

    Weather Talk (for my father)

    The most beautiful thing

    Last rites

    Death’s undoing

    Grief’s Pool

    For my mother

    Stardust

    On the Road

    The Storm

    Go to your cell

    The Vow

    Sea Wind

    Blood Donation

    What if?

    Breathe

    It slips between my fingers

    Earthing

    I am not satisfied

    On the road

    Kintsugi (Gathering the Fragments)

    Beginner’s Mind

    Redemption Road

    Vocation Prayer

    Endurance

    Sunday morning

    The Sea

    Grace is Grace. It comes.

    Walking with Sophia

    Coming Home

    Now

    Meditation on Tarn Beck Falls in Winter Spate

    In wonder

    New Psalms and Prayers

    Psalm for the Newly Born

    Psalm for the Seed

    Harvest Psalm

    Woodland Wedding Psalm

    Psalm for the Dead

    Psalm of Praise

    Psalm of Lament

    Psalm of Rest

    Ode to Courage

    Prayer for Awakening I

    Prayer for Awakening II

    Prayer for the start of a new week

    Prayer of Thanksgiving for Enduring Love

    Mother’s Day Prayer

    Strong Prayer

    Divine Sex

    Song for Petticoe Wick

    The Way of St Cuthbert – poems and prayers

    A prayer for beginning a journey

    Prayer for a long day

    Prayer for ascent

    A prayer to enter the wilderness

    Prayer among the Cheviots

    A pilgrim prayer

    A prayer for journey’s end (a new beginning)

    To the Reader

    I write to save my life. The drama of that statement startles me. But there have been times when it has felt literally true. The lectionary poems in Part 1 Wrestling the Word and the poems in On the Road and The Geography of Grief in Part 2 Gathering Up Grace are those kinds of poems. They are poems that I started writing as and when my life fell apart. The violent death of my brother, followed by the quick death of my father and the more prolonged of my mother (they said Tom’s death would kill them) – all accompanied by an increasingly confusing and assumption-shattering few years in my work – left my brain in pieces. The world as I knew it became threatening and frightening. Nothing measured up. I couldn’t do numbers (as I discovered when I later tried to find documents I had filed by date). I couldn’t do people, couldn’t even look them in the eye. I couldn’t continue the work I had always found life-giving even when challenging. So I left ministry and swapped the pulpit for the pew or a Sunday morning walk.

    Truth be told, I was tempted to leave the church too. Having lost my compassion and discovered the limitations and shadow side of some Christian traditions, what was left? The first few months after I left ministry, I could scarcely bear to hear of God’s love or God’s desire that we love. I was too traumatized to receive or to give anything. I did not understand what had happened to me and could neither seek nor find comfort

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