“How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news.” (Romans 10:15) My “beautiful feet” were freezing this morning at 6 AM at the Trinity Railway Express station in Richland Hills, TX as we offered the imposition of ashes to commuters. It was our third year to venture out in the predawn to remind anyone who cared to listen that they were dust and to dust they would return. That doesn't sound like good news and it wouldn't be if the ashes were imposed in any shape other than a cross. But since the announcement of our mortality is accompanied by the sign of the cross that could not conquer the Christ the good news about Jesus “He is Risen” allows us to hear the bad news about ourselves “to dust you shall return. "No one who believes in him will be put to shame" therefore the grave can do no harm to us. At noon time we were imposing ashes in Sundance Square in downtown Fort Worth where a young waitress at the Flying Saucer entered the ancient Christian ritual by saying to Intern Ethan, “ash me”. Imagine that. Good news indeed.