Lent is coming and I am almost out of laments – and I do not want any more.
Lent is coming and I do not want to spend any time in self-reflection because the world is on fire.
Lent is coming and I can’t focus on my personal frailties and foibles because people are being shot like dogs, beheaded, crucified and burned alive.
Lent is coming and working on my own soul’s health feels shallow when Nigerian and Yazidi girls have been sold into sex slavery and nobody is bringing back our girls.
Lent is coming and my prayers are screams.
Lent is coming and all I can see in the scriptures is the hurt, pain, violence and death.
Lent is coming and I want to sit in dust and ashes all 40 days.
And after Lent comes…I can’t even think of it. The world is crucified and crucifying. The scent of lilies cannot cover the stench of death.
rebecca
February 17, 2015 4:25 pmI hear you. I’m SO there, too.
lynnehardy50
February 18, 2015 6:47 amHow is it possible to focus on self when horror fills the news- your statements are powerful.