Monthly Archives: February 2016



Ashes smeared across my forehead

Question deep inside my soul

Who am I? This dust caked vessel

Where does life’s meaning come and go?


You are dust. You come from dust.

Formed by holy spit and dirt

You are fragile and resilient

You are dust – and will return


Ashes from a fire burned brightly

Remnants of Eternals love

Feel the heart-beat of your Savior

Lean you head against His chest


Look down at your dust caked feet

Glance at the road you’ve trodden on

You, the image of perfections son,

Are the chosen ashes of His love.