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.





About Michelle

I'm Michelle. I'm an extrovert city girl who grew up in the beautiful farm country of the East Coast and moved to Houston Texas 6 years ago. Stepping out, being known and letting myself be seen are some of the scariest and most frightening things I’ve done and that's what my blog is about. View all posts by Michelle

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