Up to the altar rails I slowly stride   . 

Today I will wear a black mark with pride  . 

It reminds me that from dust I am made .    

In time the ashes on my forehead fade .
I kneel and close my eyes and look within .

Now a spiritual focus can begin .

I try to see where I am with God there .    

With profound respect I find words in prayer.  

It's easy to see how time can erase ,    

precious memories that are found in grace .          

Let there be light in the darkness within .

and may new insight in my soul begin,

to show me the way during Lent I pray ,       

not to take God's love for granted today.

 

By Paul McCann

 

 

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