Lent

I give up eqyal and coffee mate for lent- I drink my coffee black, here in the penthouse wrapped in fur and morning softness-

I think of all the people I look into their eyes and I said

remember we are dust and to dust we stall return and usued myright thumb to place.a cross of ashes on their forehead.

I think of how humber I felt when they stared to pray that I would step aside the cross of christ crusified and felt like those gals mary and martha

sometimes I'm mary and sometimes I'm martha-

And christ already know the whole feelings inbetween and around that, and he still loves us and I walk in lent with my lord......

Amen