HOLY THREADS

Lent is a season to struggle with what it means to be human.

We begin with ashes on our foreheads to remind us that we are mortal. We will not live forever. We will not accomplish all our dreams. We are limited to this mortal frame, these few years, this tender flesh.

We want so much more but we are not God. We will never be God and we cannot realize all that is possible with God.

Within this struggle, we come to question what God is and if our understandings of what God will survive as we grow and change.

That’s what I started thinking about when this poem recently came into my prayers.

What ideas about God are you giving up this Lent to make room for what may follow?