Today is Ash Wednesday. It marks the beginning of the Lent season. This season is a very special one as by the end of it, the Saturday before Easter, the kiddo gets baptized, confirmed and will be doing his first communion. All three.
We attended Mass today with my sister and her son. The kids adore each other, they are like brothers. Well, "brudders" like my nephew says it. So needless to say, keeping a straight face during this Mass was quiet a challenge.
I personally enjoyed telling my son about the Mass and what is going on. The best part was when the priest was blessing the bread and the wine ... my nephew busted out with a "WOW!, that's amazing!" ... and the people around us squirmed a bit, shushing him ... but you know what? He IS right! WOW! It is amazing and mind blowing to realize the miracle we are witnessing right then and there in front of us.
As we walked outside and I looked at everyone that was there I realized that we all look different, come from different backgrounds, speak different languages ... yet we all shared that ash cross on our foreheads. It made me think that even if I feel alone, I am not alone ... and that is a comforting thought.