This is a very exciting time for me with our engagement, my interview coming up next week, and graduating in a few months. There is so much up ahead to look forward to! In this time of Lent, it is important to remember why we do the things we do and to be mindful of what is important in our lives. I always think of Lent as a time to be thankful for the blessings that we do have and to remember that we are all in need of improvement and grace, which is why many of us give something up for Lent or devote ourselves more deeply to God. Today is Ash Wednesday, and many of us will receive the ashes and the sign of the cross on our foreheads to symbolize that we are dust, and to dust we shall return. It is a day to remember that we are all broken and in need of God's love, that we are not as strong as we would like to think sometimes, and that we are redeemed by Christ even though we are nothing but ashes. We are reminded that we, too, will someday die and become ashes, given back to the earth.
One of my favorite writers, Anne Lamott, has a chapter in her book Traveling Mercies about Ash Wednesday. She speaks about spreading the ashes of her best friend that has died. She says that ashes are uncooperative, heavy and yet light, and that they stick to everything...they get in our eyes, our clothes, our hair. They haunt us with their presence, with their unclear purpose and ambiguity. We don't know whether to laugh or cry, to keep them with us or give them to the earth. We wonder what they will become. This time of year I find myself thinking about the ashes in many ways- they are the remains of the promising palm branches of the previous year's Palm Sunday. Something so alive, so green, so promising becomes ashes, becomes us, wishing to be freed of them...yet we want to be marked by them- their mystery, their "stickiness," their tension between death and future redemption. What will my ashes this year signify? What will yours?



1 comment:
I wonder how many times you've told that story...haha. I'm just glad you said yes! That old couple was rather endearing, even if they couldn't figure out just what the food was. I'm definitely looking forward to growing old with you. Just not in a hurry to get there.
I like your view of Lent. The tension of which you (beautifully) speak is powerful and unbalancing and out of those ashes comes the search for God. That's what they signify for me.
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