Poetry has always been a big part of my being. In high school I took a creative writing class where I focused on poetry, this later became my major while in college.
For Lent this year I have taken up the practice of poetry again. Poetry can offer us much more than surface words, it tells a story, give us insight into the lives of others, and can offer us much comfort, and some pain, through words.
Thank you for allowing me to share my Lenten Journey with you.
In the Angst of the Ash
Grime nears my hair
The dirt of the ground, smeared
My head blackened.
With one finger, a human bone
The sign of the cross shown
From dust I came, to dust I will go
My knees touch the floor
My wrists the wood
I kneel, praying
I recall David watching and waiting
Confession to my Lord
From dust I came, to dust I will go.
I sing to my soul
Evil overflow
Evil no more
Cleanse me with hyssop
Wash me, purify me whiter than snow
From dust I came, to dust I will go.
Repent my sins
I must go forward
I wonder onward
Lost in the wild
For 40 more
From dust I came, to dust I will go.
Help me friend
I’m reaching out
I am a sinner
Losing a battle
Of my own
From dust I came, to dust I will go.
With hand held high
Do not judge
Do not condemn
Help me Jesus
Here I am
From dust I came, to dust I will go.

Director of Student Ministries
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