When we ignore our wounds, they have a way of holding us back and injuring us repeatedly.

In pandemics, people of faith aren’t magically protected from illness or death.

Eucharist, Adoration, and foot washing are all signs of our vulnerability, our dependence on God, and our interdependence on one another.

For what has our Lenten journey prepared us?

Anger––or anxiety, or arousal, or envy, or fear, or loneliness, or sadness––does not separate us from God.

Do we aspire to elevate and beautify the world, or do we want merely to change it?

What can we do this Lent to have a sense of starting over?

This Lent, perhaps we are not called to voluntary deprivations.

What positive things can we do to nurture our emotional connections and reduce the separation?

Lent is… not a season of punishment so much as one of healing.

I don’t think we should ever call anyone a “nut job” or a “snowflake.”

If it could happen to me, why shouldn’t it happen to you?