Reflections for Lent & Easter

Ash Wednesday 2018

The poor, little house was clean and tidy, and she hung up her apron and went out into the sunlit yard where her little son was kneeling near the ashes where she had earlier baked the day's bread. She went over to him, ruffling his hair affectionately and then looked with a tremor of fear at the endless lines of little crosses he was drawing with the ashes.