won't you lay hands on me
transform my tragedy A sermon for Ash Wednesday on Matthew 18:1-9 Once a year, at least , our scar shows up. …Do you have any scars? Are they especially visible ? If they are I bet you’ve gotten comfortable having to explain your scar. Because that’s the thing about scars, isn’t it? They show something we usually like to keep hidden… But once a year, our scar shows up. “Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” …If we’re being honest, it’s little uncomfortable . Isn’t it? To have our scar show up . And in such a public place. If nothing else it makes for an intimate evening. Doesn’t it? …All of us walking around with our scars showing . I’ve come to learn, too, that intimate is the right word. It’s not a somber night. Is it? It’s not morose. It’s intimate . All of us seeing each other for how we really are; scarred . …Sometimes on Christmas Eve I will talk about seeing ea...