though i’m not sure it was supposed to, the season of lent felt like a season of death for me. i decided to hone my sacrificial skills, if they can be called that. i surrendered caffeine– my source of life, in search of a truer and closer relation to the ever-lasting Source of Life. physical exhaustion ensued. in the thick of it, i allowed academics to slowly drain the Life that i sought. but a beautiful process continued to take place.
and now it is Easter. may we continue to remember that because of One Death, we can ask for Life. and that often we must feel the death before we can taste the Life.
amen