"Remember that you are dust
and to dust you shall return."
What a day of paradox. We claim our mortality and we find our eternity. We acknowledge who we are as frail children, and we touch on our divinity in Christ. And so the first shall be last and last first--and the meek shall inherit the earth at the same time that 5,000 are fed from a few fish and barley loaves. The Good news. We claim creation. We find the Creator. Ashes marked on our foreheads burst into flame with the reality and identity that only God gives. Somewhere, even in Lent, over in the corner of the nave as the faithful come forward for ashes--an angel hovers and whispers--alleluia.
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