Ash Wednesday was a bit of a distraction yesterday in many of our lives…
Ash Wednesday humbly reminds us of what our submission to the Creator should be
as we kneel in the dustiness of the Earth
Five years prior during the ending of an immense Summer, I found myself in this familiar space
Because this journey lay ahead of me, and I shed those clothes of comfort
for ones of ordinary
Five years later, I found myself in this familiar place
Because the ashes across my forehead reminded me of how the Creator has carried me throughout this journey
And yes, how this journey was now just the beginning
In our hands were white envelopes
Draping myself and my fellow Senior M.Div’ers in new clothing
Transforming us in that moment with travelers to a destination
Steeped in the Holy Spirit
I wonder do those who were at the table a few days prior understand
your encouragement of us into delving into everything theological
has sparked the spirit of discipleship that can not be quenched?
That we are called to set this world aflame?
With the Good News?
Do you understand I will not preach just about selfish salvation?
But that I will challenge those who have been sleeping,
To be AWAKE?
My call to this ministry and mission is as a footstep follower of Christ
I refuse to be silent
Your protests, hesitancy, grumblings, unwillingness will go unheeded
The Church must CHANGE
This world must HEAL
and I shall march in the Light of the Most High
Proclaiming, Preaching, Living
Bonded as a community of faith in that moment, we opened those envelopes telling us where we would go. There is still some mystery as we wait for Synod Assignments, there is still much to be done..
but my journey is renewed.