With young adult kids of my own, I’ve been especially interested in the trial of George Huguely in Charlottesville. He was found guilty of second degree murder on Ash Wednesday.
He’s not the only person whose brokenness made international news on the First Day of Lent.
Syria is broken. Countless civilians have died at the hands of their own government, and on Ash Wednesday reporter Marie Colvin and photographer Rémi Ochlik died covering these brutal crimes.
The people in our pews, on the streets, in our work places are all broken. Rich, poor, young, old, wise, foolish. Jesus came to save broken people.
I love the season of Lent because it levels all playing fields. We are dust and to dust we shall return. But it won’t be the end of the story.
Prayers tonight for all of us who are broken that this would be a holy Lent.
A Church for Starving Artists 
I was just trying to describe why Ash Wednesday/Lent is my favorite season. It certainly isn’t because of the snappy music 😉 You summed it up perfectly–the playing fields are level. Whether we wear ashes as an outward sign or simply walk through our days being aware, we are dust but it isn’t the end of the story.
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