We enter the bright sadness. Sad for all that is broken. Bright for what God will awaken. But now the earth is silent and sorrowful.
The calendar tells me I am well into Lent. However, I don't know how well I'm into the practices and fasts I've taken on; they're coming, but it's been harder than last year to create the space I want (but resist).
This year, Miska has chosen for me (each of us choose the others' practice) to be off the computer every night by 8:00 and to have 30 minutes of s...
Published on February 28, 2010 06:00