This year Ash Wednesday happens to fall on Valentine's Day. While it seems an odd pairing perhaps it is not. Ash Wednesday is a day we remember our mortality. We ask forgiveness for the wrongs we have done with this perishable body and we begin our time of Lent. In doing all of this we are reminded of God's claim on these bodies that will one day be dust. The origins of St. Valentine's Day are actually a bit sketchy. And Hallmark has managed to make a fortune on a day that commemorates a man who was beheaded and whose story is mostly the stuff of legend. Regardless, on this day we celebrate love. While the love we celebrate tends to be of the romantic variety, perhaps on this Ash Wednesday we can also remember the great capacity to love that we have been given in these mortal bodies. Maybe in combining Ash Wednesday and St. Valentine's Day we are called to remember that we should count our days, not to depress ourselves but so that we don't forget that each and every day is a new opportunity to share love. What if we woke up every morning and thought (or even said out loud), "Wow. I am still alive today. That is a gift. I wonder who I will love today. Show me God." Perhaps asking yourself this can be a Lenten discipline. I am convinced that if we asked ourselves that question every morning the way we went about our days would change. Do you want to give it a try?