ASHES TO ASHES
An almost two thousand year-old practice . . .
. . . in an almost two thousand year old time-tested, time-proven Church.
Why ashes? Because we’re all toast! We’re all already toast anyway. As in burnt toast, burnt-to-ashes toast.
That was our choice, as a human race.
That choice resulted in a cosmic breach between the Creator and all of Creation.
Doesn’t matter if it happened last week or if it happened aeons ago. Each son or daughter is born into an already condemned human race onto a cursed planet.
Ashes. In the wisdom, might, and just judgment of a holy God, we have separated ourselves from Him and He;s given us our wishes, sadly and reluctantly. The resulting “separation” is described in human terms as an agonizing sense of never-ending fire . . . burning . . . ashes. The intense pain of a soul separated from God. Forever.
The Church carries the Means of Healing this separation for me.
But first I must acknowledge that God is right, and I am wrong.
Sure, I’m part of that today, with ashes on my forehead.