Like the theologian said, death is God’s no to all human presumption. The ashes remind us of the finality of death. We daub our foreheads with ashes, I explained, because they remind us of how much we miss and celebrate those who have already died.
I made him cocoa and gave a rousing talk on what it all means. You see, I tried at breakfast to get Sam interested in Ash Wednesday. In the excerpt below, she describes a particularly turbulent Ash Wednesday she had with her 7 year old son, Sam.ĮXCERPT FROM Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith, by Anne Lamott. She’s not afraid to tell the truth about herself. What I like so much about her writing, in this book in particular, is that she admits that she is such a MESS. This is Lamott’s book about how she “got religion”, basically – but it’s so much more than that. Next book is: Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith, by Anne Lamott.
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