O God of branches and hosannas,
forgive the dried state of last year’s palms;
trampled by Holy Week and scant adoration,
they have desiccated, as our hearts
too often do, too.
Kindle them, our hearts and our psalms,
to fresh devotion.
Let their very ashes be the sign
of our sifting and turning,
awakening once more to the mercy
of You.
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About Rosalind C Hughes
Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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