ASH WEDNESDAY 2017

Sorrow has locked me in a room
With my sins and piled them
High against the door.

She's a mean one
That Sorrow, and will do anything
To claim her place.

Within,
I have felt the presence of God,
The God of Israel,
And breathed the breaths of Jesus,
My brother,
The Lamb.

Who can deny we need redemption,
For being - at the very least - greedy
And smug and fat.

And so it goes.
Ashes to ashes dust to dust,
Prayers for us all, and
Lord,
May we be healed.