Ashes before Easter
Ash Wednesday, the dawn of Lent, andI’m riding my bike to church to receive my emblem of embers—a small cross of damp ash, marked on my foreheadby the r...
Ash Wednesday, the dawn of Lent, andI’m riding my bike to church to receive my emblem of embers—a small cross of damp ash, marked on my foreheadby the r...
And didn’t the eyes of Zechariah burn with a new light?gazing on those common cooking pots and horse bells,seeing Holy-to-the-Lord, blaze itself onto the quotid...
Roll away the stone, that great Weight upon your heart calling you cursed,And walk with me. I’m not one you’ll recognizeBut I’m quite alive and wanting to walk ...