At The Foot of the Cross with Johnny Cash

For me, the sound of Johnny Cash’s song Hurt is the sound of Lent. The raw painful graveliness of his elderly voice as he lays his soul bare to the world in a slow remembrance of wrongs committed and guilt that lingers. It’s the sound of sin and death.

I listen to it and meditate on the Crucifix I inherited from my beloved Grandmother.

“What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt”

I could give Him everything I have here on earth, my “empire of dirt,” and it would still be my sins causing Him pain and nailing Him to the Cross.

There will be hope and Salvation at Easter, but for the next few weeks I will be here at the foot of the Cross with Johnny meditating on the nature of sin, and asking for forgiveness

 

About Rebecca Frech

I’m the 40-something-ish wife of my beloved Computer Guy. I’m the adoring and incredibly proud mom of nine children…two saints…seven in training. I’m my brothers’ sister and my parents’ daughter. I’m a devout Catholic, an avid political junkie, able debater, aspiring home-maker, amazing friend, and I make the meanest Chicken Fried Steak you’ll ever have the pleasure of eating. I’m a homeschooling guru, a writing addict, a sometimes public-speaker, and an advocate for staying true to the person God created you to be. I can’t live in a house with white walls, sing Billy Joel songs while I wash the dishes, will read anything you put in my hands, and am completely obsessed with rhinestones and cute shoes. I am just like moms the whole world over, and then some.
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