Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Ash Wednesday 2016


<I would rather wear the smudge on my forehead than to admit its residence upon my soul. I prefer a crude cross above my eyes to questions about runny mascara and smudged liner. In a place where self-confidence is rewarded and any sign of weakness or emotional predisposition is held suspect, it is difficult to consider actually following the advice of the prophet to return to God with fasting, with weeping and with mourning. It is, however, acceptable — maybe even fashionable — to appear in public with a dirty forehead as a sign that I have *religion*. It is amazing how the symbols of piety, sackcloth and ashes, have been transformed into mask that hides me from myself and circumvents the intent of Ash Wednesday...Blow the trumpet that warns a penitent like me to wear the smudge of ashes long after her face has been washed and to admit the smudge on the one place that matters to God, her heart. Blow the trumpet in Zion, the prophet said, and sanctify a fast. Hear the sounds of grumbling need in a world where few are filled — and where we are overfilled. Today we are called to push away from the voracious consumption of everything in our path, for at least a little while, in hopes thatmight realize something about the equitable distribution of the world's resources before the fast is over. Rend your hearts and not your garments,. The gift of the day is personal reflection, a season of confession, and change. Start the arduous journey from shadow to substance, from ritual to reality, from façade to faith. Today, choose the harder course. It is easier to buy new clothing than to mend a soul.>

from 2007 Upper Room Disciplines, Discipleship Ministries, The United Methodist Church

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