Ash Wednesday 1

There was indeed a homily (a sermon, a message) today and where it began was this poem by Galway Kinnell.  I’m sure you’ve heard of it, maybe read it; it is called St. Francis and the Sow.  I will type only a few lines out, but leave you with the poem in its entirety HERE.

The lines from the poem, below, that the priest shared with us merged into a message that suited our times as well as our needs: sometimes it is nearly impossible to think we can love an unlovely thing.  The person who does us wrong and who lives in anger and in ugliness is not easy to love, but we are called to love him (or sometimes it is her) nonetheless.

The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness…
-Galway Kinnell