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My throat thick, my nostrils full
the smell of their burning on my skin
palms of the festival, of the glory; Hosannah!
your triumphant entrance
burned for the ashes, the beginning of Lent
The palms they waved, we shared, laid at your feet
A stain now, upon our skin,
remembering your gift, your offering
The palms burnt, the sanctuary still
beginning a journey of remembrance
your choice, your faithfulness, your servanthood
ever present in our hearts, we pray

February 21, 2009
preparing the Ash Wednesday ashes
from Palm Sunday’s palms

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