
As expected, life has been a bit chaotic here this afternoon as I cared for my two Godsons; of course the morning was even wilder!Ashes to Hope, although full of small glitches, did, by God’s grace come together, in a delightfully, unstructured, “St. Stephen’s” manner! As I manfully swam against the flow, clutching my running order, the glorious “dis-order” swirled around me. I’m sure the Lord was finding my discomfort quite amusing, as He reminded me that I chose this community, because, (and I quote myself) it was “totally different” from the church which was home throughout my life until 3 years ago, so I could hardly expect today to bear the slightest resemblance to former realities!
Bashing the ends of branches, dipping our fingers in the ashes and making the sign of the cross on our foreheads, Watching our Pastor, and three others, present the Liturgical Dance offering of the Lord’s Prayer, hearing the reading of a contemporary Ash Wednesday Sonnet, from a lovely book, recently given to me by a kind friend all of these elements blended together in an unorthodox outpouring of worship. The painted tulip panel, I was warned, is “not what you expected”, was anything this morning? Well, it was an offering to the Lord. Imperfect, just like all of us, but good.
- 2 tsps. Sugar
- 2 Tbsps. yeast
- 2 cups warm water
- 2 tsps. plus 2 Tbsps. coarse sea salt
- 5 cups unbleached flour
- 2 Tbsps. liquid honey or agave syrup
- cornmeal