How quickly things change. Just a few days ago we were eating king cake, finishing up bottles of wine, delighting in the company of friends and extending the celebration of Fat Tuesday over the course of a week. Today we fast and abstain and remember we are dust. Life is both delight and ashes, asContinue reading >>
Dirty
In the millenia before Ashtags and selfies and Ashes at Starbucks and neat little crosses administered with freshly washed hands, people knew you meant something if you had ashes on your heads. You were mourning, or were sorrowful, or had done something so damaging to the community that public penance was required. You were oneContinue reading >>