Empty now
Drained
Poured out to the point of death
Entombed within this weary body
Death is has come closer
And is welcome
Lent 32…
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Lent 31…
The cave welcomed him and held him in its hollows.
It shrouded him from the weary walk
It became for him the whole world
For a while
Lent 30…
Now broken and exhausted, he looked for a place to rest
Hide me Father
Be my safe place
My mountain shelter
Be my safety in the heat of the day
Lent 29…
You serve me the finest food
Right before my enemy
You lift my broken head
And pour on me your blessing
And your shepherds crook makes me feel safe
Your beauty and love chase after me as long as I live
And I will be back home with you for ever
Lent 28…
But from the man came this prayer;
.
You are my shepherd
You bring me to lie in dark green pastures
And find me the coolest pools to drink from
You guide me along the paths of your righteousness
And restore my troubled soul
Even though my way goes through the valley of the dead
I fear no evil
For you walk with me
Lent 27…
He was a man, and men need food and rest.
So evil saw its chance.
It stalked him- ready to strike.
Lent 26…
Each day bore down on him.
The horizons swim, liquid in the heat
But he does not stop…
Walking, walking.
Listening.
Lent 25…
Here too was cruelty
The desert reached out and tore at him
Thorns scarring his body- ripping into his flesh…
Soon to become
His crown
Lent 24…
Even here there were temptations- distractions.
Fruit that promised relief from the cravings he felt
But instead brought sickness, and death.
Lent 23…
Time seemed to have no meaning. Hours passed and faded into days.
He walked half in this world, half in another.
A sharp stone poked him back into full reality, and he picked it up.
A stone to make men stumble and a rock to make then fall.
this fragile tent 