At an acceptable time, Holy One,
You scoop down and mix
Earth dirt with Star dust
Creating a human that shimmers,
A soul meant to shine
Through the darkness
And brighten the world
Work of your dusty hands,
Joy of the Heavens.
When another acceptable time comes
You call that glimmering dust Home
Collapsing this body
Back into the finery we were
In your glittering fingers
Dust to Dust are we.
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A Canadian prairie girl rooted in Ignatian spirituality, I seek God in all things. Whether I catch a glimpse of the Divine and delight in its presence in nature or in the beauty of an encounter with someone, I am ever so grateful that I can recognize the Creator. I greet each new day with hope and happiness, expecting blessings and miracles because I am created to praise, love and serve God. This blog is one way of realizing that through my writings, prayers, and photography. To God be the Glory!
God in all things 
Just beautiful. I am going to print it for my prayer journal. Wishing you the best this Lent.
Wishing you a blessed Lent too.
Beautiful poem Suzanne…just beautiful💜
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I love your poem Suzanne!