This poem I came across about the start of Lent can also lead us through the end of Lent.
Today we feel the cool trace of ash pressed gently on our skin.
Dust, we are told. Dust and beloved.
We remember we are made of earth and breath, and alive with holy possibility.
This Lent, we fast not to shrink but to awaken.
Nurture our activist spirit, O God,
steady as rivers shaping stone,
persistent as roots finding water in the dark.
Let our repentance be a turning toward justice.
Let our prayers move our feet.
Mark us with ash, but also with vision.
Mark us with dust, but also with resolve.
For we are of the earth - and the earth is aching.
We are of the Spirit - and the Spirit still speaks.
This Lent, may we tend what is holy within us until it rises -
steady, luminous, and brave enough to love the world into change. Amen
Showcasing SHA talent: 6th gr. Cassidy’s woodchuck has what looks like a cross in the background.
God bless,
Mrs. Alhadef
4th grade Aide
Campus Minister