Set Apart

Holiness is not

the Cult of Nice
servicing
humble Cups of Tea

Holiness is

burning in the tabernacle
exorcisms at five to midnight
visions by naked men in bathtubs of excrement
Christ represented in word and bread and wine and life
fire at the altar and cinders baking fish of restoration
living, breathing, creatures flying round a throne
a decision to surrender and die to all the world holds dear
justification by grace (oh grace, oh wonderful grace!)
a city of gold and a river of healing
and more than all these
a deep abiding obvious unmissable passion for the above

whilst drinking humble Cups of Tea