Saw this late last night post-Ash Wednesday worship:
“Marking the body with sign of the cross,
we profess that only through the cross will the body be raised to life.”
(Matt O’Reilly – https://twitter.com/mporeilly)
The body matters… a lot. This body in which I live is also me. Not a vehicle in which my soul moves around the world. It is me – not all of me. But me. Ash Wednesday is among the things (like the sacraments) that remind me that the physical world does matter. The fundamental truth of the faith the Easter celebrates is the resurrection of the body – not the immortality of disembodied souls or the release from needing a body. But a new body, a renewed body.
“The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” (Galatians 2:20b NIV)