Lent – Thoughts in Verse

On Ash Wednesday

I was serving the gluten-free

body and blood (love takes all kinds of forms these days),

as I watched ash-smudged souls walk the aisle

to have death washed off them with wine.

The music was somber, fitting I thought,

for an occasion so full of dust and shadows.

Out of the corner of my eye,

I saw a friend who goes to a church I’ll not name

but where they play rock and roll Christian music

and lots of people come,

young ones, hungry ones.

I could tell that the ashes upset him, confused him

as did the music, somber (again), and in a minor key.

Smudges of death and sad music

are not welcome in some places;

after all, the world knows enough sadness.

So we sing alleluias in a major key,

trying hard to chase away the dark.

But it’s Lent, I think.  It’s good for us to walk through the valley,

to linger in the lengthened, shadowy places.

It’s good for us to sing songs as sad as grief

because those places are there in us,

and if not visited, they are lonely places.

Don’t worry, my friend,

there will be time for alleluias.

One morning, past the dark places

there will be a sunrise,

a morning after,

that explains everything.

Wait, my friend, for the alleluias,

wait in the dark,

for the wait is worth it.

– Dr. Blair Monie, Pastor

  Preston Hollow Presbyterian Church