Ash Wednesday

Man, I have not enjoyed an Ash Wednesday quite so much as this one. Strange?

A group of cyber friends and I, had set a time for group prayer that evening. The crazy thing is, that I totally felt like they were all there. I was in my room, closed my eyes, and held my hands out, as if to hold hands in a circle. I prayed specifically for each lady and her current struggle, and I could just feel the warmth of God and the Holy Spirit around us. It was one of those moment where you just can feel He was listening.

We all lit candles in our own space, which is spread all over the US and even some UK folk too. It was so powerful and amazing. At the end of the prayer, I took the ash from the match, and made a sign of the cross on my forehead, as I asked for blessing and forgiveness. My kids were a little confused by my black ashen "t" on my head, but I just smiled and said I would tell them one day more about it.

Now I am terribly excited to learn more about this specific tradition, as I know I didn't pay quite so much attention when going yearly to Catholic church for this ritual. It just means more now.