ash – The Consolations of Writing

Rise (Easter Morning)

Under Construction (Glenroy Lent: Maundy Thursday)

All night we pour out bitumen; by day we mark out new lanes, construct the avenues of better days, the now-not-yet of our ways. We close our eyes before the promised land; passed over, we pass over the times when paddock became mill became smelter. Not done with the smelter yet, and yet when theContinue reading “Under Construction (Glenroy Lent: Maundy Thursday)”

Wednesday’s Colours (Glenroy Lent #2)

Fire is the colour of the eastbound sun lighting the face of the dusty sky. Ash is the colour of this roadwork black, of tarmac where the plane lost flight. Red is the colour of the traffic light, gold the colour in the new day’s eye, and ash to ash is this road we drive;Continue reading “Wednesday’s Colours (Glenroy Lent #2)”

Remember our dust…

Well, as Easter week draws to a close so does my series of Lenten and Easter reflections. But Easter season continues for some weeks now, and my prayer is that we can all use this season to remind ourselves of what is a daily truth: that God’s people are a resurrection people. Here, to bringContinue reading “Remember our dust…”

Easter Sunday

Rock-hard hearts: stone rolled away; see God shake us in His way. Unseeing eyes: look and know; cast off doubt at heaven’s show. Fearful feet: stop and see the empty tomb, the mystery. Dust-born flesh: He knows and heals. The heavens ring with Easter peals… And all our stony, ashen flesh is changed now inContinue reading “Easter Sunday”

Lent 3: Friday After Ash Wednesday

Grain’s sown in soil to make us bread; Man shall not live by bread alone. The kingdoms of the earth are dust; The Son of Heaven left His throne. Our bones are brittle and will break; All of your bones will stay in place. The earth has cliffs to claim ourContinue reading “Lent 3: Friday After Ash Wednesday”

Lent 2: Thursday After Ash Wednesday

The soil says that we are dust; In dust and soil we stand. A voice from in the wilderness Calls out, Prepare the way… In dust a child lays its head, In sawdust whittles wood And takes on ash and dust for us And washes in the sea. In ash and dust we wait forContinue reading “Lent 2: Thursday After Ash Wednesday”