ASH WEDNESDAY

Ashes,
Ash Wednesday,
the beginning of Lent.

Ashes,
a sermon without words.
Ashes thumbed
into our skull.

We get the message.

We know about ashes:
burnt letters,
burnt homes,
loved ones who have died
and turned to dust or
were cremated.

September 11, 2001.

We know about Lent.
We know the practices
we need to practice:
more prayer, more penance,
more charity, more awareness,
more listening, learning,
more passion, more compassion,
all leading to more life.

Ash Wednesday,
ashes, grey silty ashes,
rubbed into our skulls,
rubbed onto our skin.

Ashes,
a reminder,
“Remember,
you are dust
and to dust
you will return.”

Ashes,
a call to,
“Turn away from sin
and be faithful to the gospel.”

Ashes
are a painful reminder
that we are not God.

Ashes,
telling us
eventually everything
and everyone falls apart -
except God.

We look in the mirror
and see that we age,
our skin flakes and wrinkles.
Or we look at those
much older or much younger
than us, and we feel the urge
to use the remaining time
of our life
better and better,
wiser and wiser.

Ashes,
also a sign of hope,
reminding us of new life.
Out of what was will come
what will be.
Soon, we shall see,
Spring, Easter, resurrection
and the greening of new life.
Amen.

© Andrew Costello