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In addition to being the founder of the Rabbit Room, Andrew Peterson is a singer, songwriter, poet, and the author of the popular children’s series, The Wingfeather Saga.
This poem is part of a series of sonnets for Lent and Easter.
Lenten Sonnet | March 17, 2017
by Andrew Peterson
Tired from driving. Tired from the talking. Spent. I recall something the horse, I think, said In the Narnia book, how when she bent Her head low before the Lion, instead Of wanting some great blessing, she told him She would rather be eaten by him, killed, Devoured as hunted prey, torn limb from limb, Than to feast like a great queen and be filled With something that could never satisfy. When I’m weary like this I feel consumed, And am happy to imagine that I Am contentedly and gratefully doomed, Still learning to lose my life to find it. Take my will to your altar, Lord. Bind it.
Wow this is so powerful - that last line especially just sums it all up so well. Thank you. <3
The last line reminds me very much of a passage in the allegory "Hind's Feet on High Places," in a chapter where the main character asks to be bound to an altar so that she will not resist the will of the Lord being done. It is quite a powerful image very suitable for Lent.