Thoughts on Ash Wednesday. March 2019! Yesterday was Ash Wednesday. You Come From Dust You Will Return To Dust That’s Why I Don’t Dust Shirt! It has taken on a new meaning for me since Ed died. I think it is more important to me now. I think it gives me a promise that I will be with Ed again. We both came from dust and from dust, we will return. I am assured that we will be together in eternal life. Last year Ash Wednesday was early and I was still in Guatemala. I stood outside a very crowded Catholic Church in Panajachel and went inside to receive the ashes. I did not want to miss receiving the cross on my forehead.
This year I was home and went to my church in Vermillion. You Come From Dust You Will Return To Dust That’s Why I Don’t Dust Shirt! I sat next to my friend Barb and received the ashes and communion. When I sat there, I had memories of past Ash Wednesdays. I don’t remember many of them but I do remember one special one. I will share that one now. I am not sure of the year, or the exact ages of our children. I know Ben was in high school, probably a freshman. That morning as I left for work in Sioux City I reminded the kids, we are going to church tonight for Ash Wednesday services, so dress appropriately for church.
I think the service was at 5 so I was going to come directly from work. You Come From Dust You Will Return To Dust That’s Why I Don’t Dust Shirt! We live 8 miles out of town so the kids could not go home and change clothes. When I got to church that day the kids came strolling in. I looked at Ben and couldn’t believe my eyes. He was wearing a very wrinkled t-shirt and had holes in his jeans. This was before holes in the jeans were popular and when you dressed up a bit for church. When I saw him I asked what he didn’t understand about dressing nice. I believe he just shrugged his shoulders. We walked into the church and sat down.