For the first time in a very, very long time for me, and the first time ever for Esther we went to an Ash Wednesday service. Firstly, for this particular church it was a break from the norm. As a baptist church I don’t get the impression that they regularly embrace liturgical practices or indeed silence.

Quite simply, I loved it.

The part that really stuck out to me more than any other was at the end during the Blessings of the ashes:
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