A song of lament for Ash Wednesday

We wait in quiet stillness 

with aching, gasping need

We wait in expectation

yet struggling to see

Your Light in darkest shadows

Your Hope born in the dirt

We’re waiting on Your healing

We’re waiting on Your word

We wait in tired resilience

We’re wondering where You are

We wait in resignation

yet trusting that You keep

each tear that burns our faces

each cry that chokes our breath

Our hearts beat through the silence

to find Your promised rest

Come, Love, comfort our hearts

Come, Peace, order each part

Come, Joy, fill us anew

Come, LORD, we need You

Our tangled weeds ensnare us

This pruning pierces skin

A drop of dark blood staining

the snow that lies within

The stump cut off is aching 

This growth appears stillborn

Yet roots are digging deeper

Truth waiting to be born

Into the mad dark dawning

a molecule of Light

into the chaos spinning

comes Glory, clear and bright

With healing restoration

creation is renewed

where Hope is always growing

and Love waits to bloom