As I draw near to Holy Week, Lent seems to always find a way to get more intense. More primal. More in touch with the rawness of life. This year seems to be no exception. Every aspect of my life is pushing me harder and harder on that path of discipleship. Daring me to walk that passionate road with Christ. Daring me to abandon myself to faith and trust that God's plan is bigger than what I can see now.
Strengthened by the devotions, the prayers and the uplifting moments that I have faced so far on this Lenten journey I feel ready dive into the passion and the Cross. I also feel tired physically and mentally. With each day, the baby is growing larger, taking more of my energy and ability. It feels appropriate somehow and makes me lean heavier on prayer.
The only way I will be able to walk this path is by doing what Jesus did. Praying honestly and offering each day to God. Then trusting him and putting one foot in front of the other. Easter is out there and its bright light shines into the darkness.
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