It's that time of year again
Time to burn the palm crosses. This batch had been drying in ice cream cartoon for at least 4 years. They burnt without any hesitation.
I did well, filling the house with palm smoke before I remembered to close the door.
It made 2 table spoons of fine deep black ash, to which I added a pinch of glitter.
An extra dimension of theology became apparent. Not only are "we dust and to dust we shall return", but we are loved and forgiven children of God, and we can embrace God's glory even on the darkest night.