have knelt at an alter countless times
and been anointed with holy oil;
a cross pressed into my forehead
but I have also been anointed
by sunlight filtering through lace curtains
and fruit juice dripping down my wrist
and early summer's soft petals
and the breeze off the sea
and cat hair left in my lap after a cuddle
and uncontrollable laughter
and understanding looks
and words that heal
because their speaker chose to listen first
and whispers from a God who loves me at my worst
All these things and more are blessed
I've found something holy in all my days
and I'll be anointed in all the rest
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