Okay, no big postings this week, but I did want to share a funny story.
I’m sitting in church with my family on Ash Wednesday moments before we receive the ashes on our foreheads, and my suddenly concerned nine-year-old leans over to me and whispers, “Whose ashes are they?”
It took a lot of self-control to keep it together, but I managed. Mostly.
Have a great weekend!