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Shrove Tuesday


It starts with an ache, with the asking, with a small pile of ash.

For some, it comes by questioning, for others, by suffering, still others, it's like a hard shell that cracks.

It becomes a belief that needs to find belief.

Sitting Waiting Watching

For how long?

The ruach hums through the body: I Am.

Amidst the music, faith grows in the grace of walking toward Easter.

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