I love your writing Sarah, and have subscribed to your Patreon account from the beginning. Will it continue on as a separate entity or be merged into Substack? For financial reasons Iwill be unable to subscribe to both.
Sarah, thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. I love the journey this takes which I think, and hope, is the true desire of our Father for us - that we'd find ourselves in grace, in love, held, known, invited, regardless of the good works we may or may not have performed. This is layered with rich imagery and I look forward to pondering it further 🤍
I remember when your mom who shared a poem you had written on her podcast (forget the exact one now). But I was so stunned by the beauty of how you laced all the words together, I had to find more of what you had written! This too is a lovely poem ❤️
I needed this, thank you so much for sharing. This was my fourth Ash Wednesday, and though I have been in church for all of them so far, last year it was with an 8 day old baby after her first pediatrician appointment and this year it was while morning sick with my second pregnancy. I've not known what to do with Lent this year, and I needed your reminder that remembering I am dust and embracing those limitations is actually a mercy from the God who "leads gently those with young."
Will you move from PATREON to SUBSTACK?
I was wondering this too! :)
Such a beautiful poem!
I love your writing Sarah, and have subscribed to your Patreon account from the beginning. Will it continue on as a separate entity or be merged into Substack? For financial reasons Iwill be unable to subscribe to both.
Sarah, thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. I love the journey this takes which I think, and hope, is the true desire of our Father for us - that we'd find ourselves in grace, in love, held, known, invited, regardless of the good works we may or may not have performed. This is layered with rich imagery and I look forward to pondering it further 🤍
These words land with such a familiarity. Lent as aspiration that turned into the ordinary reminders of frailty- lent with small
children, lent as a clergyman’s wife, lent with the sleeplessness: lent in all the seasons reminding me of incapacity and human frailty.
Thank you for sharing these lovely words.
Sarah, how lovely to find you here, especially with this poetic reflection. So grateful for your voice.
Wow, this is so incredibly beautiful. I love the repeating "remember, you are dust."
So beautiful, poignant and moving. Thankyou for sharing.
I remember when your mom who shared a poem you had written on her podcast (forget the exact one now). But I was so stunned by the beauty of how you laced all the words together, I had to find more of what you had written! This too is a lovely poem ❤️
beautiful 💕
I needed this, thank you so much for sharing. This was my fourth Ash Wednesday, and though I have been in church for all of them so far, last year it was with an 8 day old baby after her first pediatrician appointment and this year it was while morning sick with my second pregnancy. I've not known what to do with Lent this year, and I needed your reminder that remembering I am dust and embracing those limitations is actually a mercy from the God who "leads gently those with young."