Less than a week ago I stood before the congregation and invited you “to an observance of a holy
Lent.” I then took ashes and marked your forehead as I said, “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” This is not a macabre practice; it is the church reminding us that our days are limited and that we can choose each day to live more fully into who God created us to be and serve more fully those we were meant to serve. I find it to be a helpful reminder in this chaotically busy and soul numbing world.
I saw a beautiful poem by Methodist minister, Jan Richardson, that captures the meaning of Ash Wednesday for me and I wanted to share part of it with you. May it be a beacon of hope and holy reflection as you continue to walk your Lenten journey.
So let us be marked not for sorrow.
And let us be marked not for shame.
Let us be marked not for false humility
or for thinking we are less than we are
but for claiming
what God can do
within the dust,
within the dirt,
within the stuff
of which the world
and the stars that blaze
in our bones,
and the galaxies that spiral
inside the smudge
From Circle of Grace: A Book of Blessings for the Seasons
I wish you Lenten blessings,