February 19, 2015
In my years of ordained ministry, I have placed the sign of the cross on the foreheads of many, and in varied circumstances: at baptism, near death, in moments when reminders of God’s love and grace were needed, and certainly on Ash Wednesday. The ages of those receiving this sign, especially in the form of ashes, vary from the very young to the very advanced in age.
Each person is special, each reminder holy, each mark one of trust and reliance in having been claimed by God in this life and forever. And while I have made the mark and been honored to look into the eyes of those receiving it, I have not often seen a photo and was touched to see this one. Deeply.