Ashes to Ashes

In the midst of all that has been lost,

I journey to the wilderness for 40 days

reflecting, mourning, and waiting;

sitting in the ashes of what was

longing only for what will be.

I don’t want the wilderness,

not again.

Not while the smoke is rising from the ashes of

lies told, lives lost, and a nation divided. 

And yet,

the wilderness calls,

Make me your home

your place of solitude 

of rest.

Find yourself in the ashes of 

grief, regret, and repentance.

Rise with me,

out of the ashes

in sure and certain hope of

grace, mercy, and peace.