With Ash Wednesday yesterday, Listener still playing in my ears and the present reality of a loved ones fragility, I have been thinking about how a community collectively wrestles with the reality of our mortalily, coming to the cross, the dirtiness of our lives and the goodness forged through God’s refining fire.
“Tarnished Gold and Bread with Mould” is the result. (I apologize for the poor photo quality)
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Tags: Ash Wednesday, Drawing
Scott Aasman
