Last night, the ashes were applied in the shape of a cross to my forward, accompanied by the words, "Repent and believe the gospel." The ashes were grimy and the imprint was a bold marker. They reminded my of my imperfections and my impurity. I was aware of my disobedience of God and all the mistakes that follow even the smallest acts of deception and rebellion before the One who made me and loves me.
As the hours passed and the evening turned to late night, the dark, black cross of ashes began to fade and I became grateful and humble that God, who loves the world, came and offered his life on the cross to wash my sin away. Just as the ashes faded, so can my sin. Thanks be to God.
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