I received my ashes on Ash Wednesday.
The ashes marked me as one of Christ's own.
I carry that mark on my forehead,
but I let it lodge deep in my soul.
As these ashes are infused with the joy and the sorrow
that abide within the soul of my life,
I let the holiness of those ashes
smolder with all that resides within,
giving birth to something unadulterated,
something so full of Sacred grace,
that it can be offered as a fragrant offering
to the Lord of Heaven.
I am not marked for this Wednesday only.
I am not only marked for this Lenten season,
but it seems to be a marking
that I will carry
forever.
✙
also...
Lili Ruth got her ashes--
wish I had a picture.
This is her sorting rocks at Zamma's:
1 comment:
Beautiful!
K
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