Ash Wednesday, 2025
Joel 2:1-2,12-17
Isaiah 58:1-12
2 Corinthians 5:20b-6:10
Matthew 6:1-6,16-21
Psalm 103
In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Amen.
I think we can all agree that it is jarring to have this particular gospel reading on this particular day every year. On Ash Wednesday, we always hear Jesus tell us not to practice our piety before others. We hear that we should pray in private. Going out in public we should wash our faces and not let anyone know that we are fasting.
And then, one by one, we come to God’s altar to have ashes put on our foreheads before going out into the world, which announces to everyone we meet that we have been to church. We have let our left hand know what our right hand is doing. There’s a huge disconnect here, and I have to admit that it really bothers me every year.
However, there is some thing else that I want to draw our attention to today. Because there is something else going on underneath that smudge of ash on your forehead.
When you were baptized, and when you were confirmed, and when you are sick, and—yes—when you are on your deathbed, a bishop or priest uses holy oil to make the sign of the cross on your forehead. At baptism—the start of our Christian journey—when we make that sign with holy oil, we say the words, “you are sealed by the Holy Spirit in Baptism, and marked as Christ’s own forever.” Sealed and marked as Christ’s own forever.
This means no matter what else gets put on your forehead, this promise remains underneath it. The slings and arrows of living in this broken world, the pain and disconnect from our friends and family, the agony of watching those we love die, and the heartache of relationships that fall apart, we wear these scars as testament that we have lived. You could say that these things disfigure our faces, to use the words of Jesus.
And on top of all that, we then come to church on Ash Wednesday where we are each individually reminded that we are going to die. Welcome to church. Glad you’re here. You’re going to die. On the surface, it doesn’t seem very reassuring, I have to admit.
But then we need to remember something. Underneath those ashes, underneath the scars from all the slings and arrows of this world, there’s something else. Because underneath the cross of ashes lies another cross. A cross made with holy oil, blessed by a bishop, inscribed on your forehead along with the words:
“You are sealed by the Holy Spirit in Baptism, and marked as Christ’s own forever.” Sealed and marked forever.
Yes, life can be hard. And yes, we will all one day die. But death has no power over us, because Jesus has promised us that where he goes, we too will go. Because we are sealed by the Holy Spirit in Baptism, and marked as Christ’s own forever. Forever.
Amen
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