A cautiously amused cardiologist continued about the need for open heart surgery, and John responded, “That’s fine, as long as I’m in the garden by May, either digging from on top of the soil or resting peacefully under the soil.”
People of all ages are welcome to this service. There’s something quite holy that occurs when we share the ashes with one another. There’s something quite holy about leaving the service with a mark of life’s fragility and beauty on our forehead. There’s something holy that happens as we sing prayers of faithfulness while sitting around a labyrinth pattern that images the winding, often mysterious path our lives take.