Ash Wednesday

What bother to be mortal
To feel the failing soul
What burden to be human
Never truly feeling whole
But to recognize our frailties
To admit our bent toward sin
Allows us to find hope anew
And in Christ born again
For from dust we were created
From the mud our life was formed
The hands that made us human
Can our spirits now reform
A smudge of ash is our reminder
Death can never be outrun
Yet mortality is exorcised
In Christ new life is won

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s