I’m a guttering candle

I am nothing at all (2 Corinthians  12:11; NLT).

He loves us with unfailing love (Psalm 117:2; NLT).


I’m a guttering candle,
A fallen jockey,
A disgraced politician.

I’m the last in the race,
A broken bridge,
A driver who’s crashed.

I’m a dying ember,
A crushed flower,
A ruined house.

I am nothing at all –
And yet you love me.

Ash Wednesday

The germ of this prayer came to me during an Ash Wednesday service this week. I had to jot it down quickly, so I didn’t forget it.

Ash Wednesday

Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired hands (Luke 15:18-19; NIV).

Sitting down, Jesus called the Twelve and said, “Anyone who wants to be first must be the very last, and the servant of all” (Mark 9:35; NIV).

I have sinned against others,
Against heaven,
And against you.

Even when I do my very best,
It’s totally inadequate.

I’m not worthy
To be called your daughter,
Your hired hand,
Or even your servant.

I will gladly obey you,
As your willing slave.