It's been two years since I've posted on here, but tonight seems as good a time as any to post. It's Ash Wednesday and I find significance in receiving ashes on my forehead to start the introspective time of Lent. Wednesdays are very full days each week and I couldn't make it to a church today to get Ashes, but I found two amazing things when I arrived home tonight at 8:30: 
1. The Roman Catholic church across the street from my apartment had doors wide open so I could see that it was finishing its spanish language mass. I got in line for ashes and, as my head was pushed back with the weight of his thumb, the priest charged me to "Repent and believe in God."
2. An ice cream truck had the bright idea to park right at the base of the church front steps, so that folks might be able to buy a sweet treat just before giving them up, or go ahead and be the first to break their fast. Amazing.
