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God of Later Lent-

The words fail me as I create liturgy for you,
And my body’s aches distract me from the work that is needed
to complete this season of Lent.

Oh sore throat,
Could you not stay away until Easter arrives
And the massive nap commences?

The sneezes that decorated the air around me this afternoon
Remind me of my finite body,
Of decreasing energy that arrives
With each Ash Wednesday.

For now, I look to you for strength, God.
I look to you for the strength I need,
And the energy that will carry me throughout the weeks.