Wow! this was my Ash Wednesday worship. Dana and her children are well worth listening to.
Last year I attended an Ash Wednesday service with my children. It was the first Ash Wednesday service they had experienced since toddlerhood. I had missed a couple of years going and was determined to experience this ritual that I love so much. Since my kids were by my side that day, they went too.
I planned to attend the service at the new church plant led by my friend at a coffee shop near our house. The service started at 6:00, the same time soccer was scheduled to end. Seriously determined to participate in this liturgical moment, I pulled my son from soccer practice early. He changed from cleats to sneakers as we raced down the road to the service. “What exactly is this service we are going to?” my daughter asked. “Ash Wednesday.” I replied. “It is a day we remember we are just humans and therefore imperfect. They rub ashes on our…
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