I love most the stories of saints that once rolled in the mud.
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
Me too :). Love this
Thanks, Boomie! There is something about the return of a prodigal that always speaks to me more than someone who was always good. Shame on me 😉
Oh i agree, they are the ones i can relate to…because i have played and continue to play in the mud 🙂
That’s me, to a T. 🙂
Robertson Davies Fifth Business maybe? Great image Susan. If you haven’t read m.davies, he considers saints in mud and other puddles.
Oh, sounds like someone I should read, then. Will do, and glad you liked it. I might have to do something with this one.
Nothing like a good mud roll to get the saint thing going. Love it.
Yes! We need more previously-muddied saints 😉
AH! Mary of Magdala!
That would be one very good example 😉
The more dirty the better the salvation 🙂
Exactly!
Gives us all hope, doesn’t it?
Yes!
Heh, yeah. I always loved the Magdalene story, and as it turned out, that one may have been skewed for the worse because we just can’t have strong women in authoritative roles.
No, we most certainly could not. Sigh.
It seems to me that the prophets and the saints were often the most raucous bunch. Especially the prophets.
Yes! At the very least, I think they would be entertaining to hang out with 😉
They probably could hold their liquor.
LOL, yep.