As dust, as mortals,
we move closer
to our graves each day.
Lent: this season summons us
to deeper holiness
with an airy invitation:
a breeze blending
the chaos of distraction,
disappointment, despair
with the brightness
of hope, love, faith.
Repent, Repent,
Repent, Repent.
We are worthy, God's children
and we are sinners,
confronting our shame,
our sorrow, longings —
our neediness.
We need mercy,
we need help.
We need grace.
We need God.
And so we return to God
with what we offer,
with what we sacrifice,
with heartfelt prayers.
God of Mercy, free us.
God of Love, open us.
Help us, God of Dust,
to abandon our selves,
little by little,
and embrace the cross — You —
and the Truth of change.
Increase our faith
that after death
comes new life.
And receive us now,
muttering "Yes,
I'll repent,
I'll change my ways"
for I am dust
and I accept
ash creased
into my brow today.
As dust, as mortals,
we move closer
to our graves each day.
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