This Lenten season has been a struggle. My sacrifice is truly something I love and I know that my cravings should call me to prayer but it has also caused me to reflect on how one thing, one act of habit and comfort truly impacts several other areas of my life. Frankly I was not prepared for this much contemplation.
It is exciting but frightening. I analyze and I pray. I worry and then I worship. The struggle is real and for the moment, my questions are unresolved, but for the first time in a long time I know that I am not in the struggle alone.