When my kids were small, we used to really enjoy making pancakes on Shrove Tuesday. Tossing them, however, was another matter.
Often, we would have to scrape them off the frying pan. And occasionally we scraped them off the walls and floor. But most of the time, they made it on to our plates, and then we would cover them in chocolate and fruit … and all sorts of other delicious things.
Yes, Shrove Tuesday was a lot of fun.
I was vaguely aware that the day after that was something called Ash Wednesday. But, honestly, Ash Wednesday meant nothing to me.
And it’s only recently that I’ve heard the phrase: “Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” The words associated with Ash Wednesday.
An interesting phrase. One that really made me think.
We tend to live our lives as if we’re never going to die. And the more we enjoy life, the harder it can be to contemplate the fact that one day our life will end.
It’s not the kind of thing we really want to think about.
But knowing we will die can also help us to live well. It can help us each to think about the legacy we’ll leave. And that can be a really good thing.
So maybe take some time today to stop and ask yourself:
“How do I want to be remembered?”