This February 14th our celebration of love seems to be overshadowed by the dust and darkness of Ash Wednesday. The day we might dress in pink giving giant teddy bears and chocolates stands in seeming conflict with ashes spread across our foreheads to remind us of our mortality. Yet of course if you happen to be single and wearing black anyway this really just works out for you!
Ash Wednesday marks the beginning of Lent, our 40 day journey to Easter. It is the time we remember that from dust we came and to dust we shall return. It is the day we remember what it is that we are human...
It is the ashes that remind us that struggling is a part of the journey. That conflict is part of the story. Death finds us. Life is short. Skinned knees and bloody lips will happen. Things get broken. We break. We bleed.
Have you ever noticed that every great love story are the ones that are dangerous? The ones that face down struggle and leave scars? And somehow the greatest ones are the ones that face down death...
Isn't it ironic that the most compelling love stories are the ones that break your heart?
Isn't it always the love that endures through the frailty of what it means to be human that we find most inspiring? Its why the Notebook will get you EVERYTIME!
(Just look into those eyes!)
We learn even more what Hesed is... That love itself though beginning with a box of chocolate or some candy hearts is only fully received and understood fleshed out through covenant faithfulness... as we embrace the humanity of the other we are with and decided that together we shall until death do us part.
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