Lent 5: First Sunday of Lent

So bones, built to follow, ache

When trapped inside guilt’s cave.


Tongues, carved to praise, grow numb

When, dry and thick with sin, they lie in silence.


And hearts, taught to turn upwards in trust,

Grow ashen when no light has space to shine.


Open, heart. Untangle, tongue. Bones, rejoice.

Redemption light shines into every hoping heart…

Gerard van Honthorst, "King David Playing the Harp" http://commons.wikimedia.org
Gerard van Honthorst, “King David Playing the Harp”

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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