Ash Wednesday

Remember, you are dust. From the dirt God made us, creatures.
God breathed life into dirt--pure gift. And we were made.

The Giver took on flesh, received. But his own received him not. We took it upon ourselves to take life, crucified him. Executed God. And buried him in dust.

But dust nor death penalty could hold the pierced hands, broken body of the One whose breath is life. Resurrection means an end to execution. Because we are dust, and to the dust return--unless holy breath speaks once again: new creation.

-Jonathan Wilson-Hartgrove