Ash Wednesday can help us think about mortality
Ash Wednesday reminds me where I’m going every year, and it makes me ponder where I am right now and whether I’m making the most of the time I have before me.
Ash Wednesday reminds me where I’m going every year, and it makes me ponder where I am right now and whether I’m making the most of the time I have before me.
We work so hard to rid our homes and places we frequent of any dust we can find. But here in a countercultural moment of clarity, the Church seeks to remind us that we are the thing we wish to remove from our lives. We are made of dust.
Across Abrahamic faiths, fasting serves as a bridge — uniting believers in their pursuit of self-discipline, gratitude, and devotion. It is a shared human experience that transcends religious boundaries, emphasizing our collective yearning for spiritual growth and inner peace.
Female clergy in Poland are subversive by the mere fact of their existence.
I have so many examples, so many names, of women who have shown me by their presence God can call anyone into the role of pastor. Recently, I’ve added two more to a constantly growing list: Pastor Sarah and Pastor Anna, a pair of priests who coordinate a dinner church in Northampton, Massachusetts.
It is an actual cloud of unknowing and an actual cloud of forgetting, and the chord it strikes for the day feels fitting for a contemplative, Lenten March mood.