I am not Catholic, but I do realize that today is the celebration of both Ash Wednesday and Valentine’s Day. It seems there would not be two days more diametrically opposed. Do we focus on flowers and romance, or ashes and sorrow? Do we repent, prostrate in the dirt, or leap joyfully in shameless celebration of love?
Or perhaps we really do not fully understand the mystery of this question: Is there a convergence of the two, a romance inculcated by the act of prostrating in ash?
Are we able to focus on the romance of surrender, of humility, of recognizing we are but dust? It is a beautiful thing to be prostrate before the King, who desires our beauty, who gives “beauty for ashes.” So ashes can be romantic; our humanity, while humble and broken, is lovely.
To recognize that we are but dust, deserving of nothing, is a romantic and beautiful posture.
For, “…on this one will I look, one humble and of a contrite spirit, who trembles at My word” (Isaiah 66:2). We tremble with the understanding of His greatness and our unworthiness, yes; He is infinite and immense, and we are finite and puny, yes; so we tremble and fear before the Eternal and Holy, the Fire whom we cannot begin to comprehend; yet we also tremble with lover’s passion, engulfed by the searing flame of our Lover who draws us irresistibly into intimacy and incandescent communion.
Capture our hearts, Lover of our souls. “Set me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death….” (Song of Songs 8:6). There is a passionate jealousy and beauty resplendent in our ashes. From them, Yeshua will receive glory; our bodies—which came from dust and will return to dust—He has formed to be a container for His presence, a sacred temple on this earth, the pinnacle of creation.
So we, your people throughout history, are created into beautiful majesty from the ashes of our failure, as we reach upward in hope and are enlivened and recreated by your kiss, the breath of life. As we approach you, marked with humility, you make us glorious in your palace.