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Forty Days

Posted by margaretpeterson - March 9th, 2014

En route to the Ngorongoro Highlands, Tanzania. Photo by Jeanne Theberath


Forty days of barren desert

Forty days of hostile land

Forty days of scantest water

Parched dry lips and burning sand


Perfect for complete communion

With His Father so worthy of praise

This would fit Him for His mission

It would take Him forty days.


Our desert may be spiritual

But still is very real

The prayers we say, the acts of kindness,

The Mass at which we kneel


Our close communion with our God

Our seeking to give Him praise,

This prepares our soul for Easter

It will take us forty days.



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