On being the body of Christ – all 2.2 billion of us…
Don’t know if you are into Dr Seuss, but if so you might remember the poem, My Many Coloured Days Some days are yellow. Some are blue. On different days I’m different too… On Bright Red Days how good it feels To be a horse and kick my heels!… On Purple Days I’m sad. I groan. I drag my tail. I walk alone… Then comes a Mixed-Up Day. And WHAM! I don’t know who or what I am! But it all turns out all right, you see. And I go back to being… me. – Dr Seuss, My Many Coloured Days (New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1966) Catharine Thompson suggests that if we replace the end line ‘I go...
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