March 2, 2022 (Ash Wednesday)

The Gospel

Jesus said, “Beware of practicing your piety before others in order to be seen by them; for then you have no reward from your Father in heaven.

 

“So whenever you give alms, do not sound a trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, so that they may be praised by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward. But when you give alms, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your alms may be done in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

 

“And whenever you pray, do not be like the hypocrites; for they love to stand and pray in the synagogues and at the street corners, so that they may be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward. But whenever you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

 

“And whenever you fast, do not look dismal, like the hypocrites, for they disfigure their faces so as to show others that they are fasting. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward. But when you fast, put oil on your head and wash your face, so that your fasting may be seen not by others but by your Father who is in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

 

“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal; but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust consumes and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

 

Matthew 6:1-6,16-21 (LectionaryPage.net)

The Offering

From Gerald Wildes
A broom hovers over a cloud of dust above a pile of dust.

Our liturgy for this day — Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return — strikes close to home. It resonates almost with the liturgy for the burial of the dead — “and we are mortal, formed of the earth, and to earth shall we return. For so did you ordain when you created me, saying, “You are dust, and to dust you shall return.” All of us go down to the dust; yet even at the grave we make our song: Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.”

 

It all comes down to the dust. Ash Wednesday. Burials. Dust. It’s the matter of our lives. It’s the in-your-face reminder of our own mortality and absolute transient nature of this life.

 

On Ash Wednesday, I often sweep my floors. Hardwood floors always require a good sweep. Today, there will be dust. Lots of dust. I sweep and collect this dust. I offer up this dust and detritus to God, with all hopes of observing a holy Lent of reflection and contemplation.

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