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4.13.2009

Lent is over, Holy Week is passed, and I think I wasted it all.
I feel like I'm only now, the Monday after, beginning to recall the Lenten spirit,
to remember the ache of penitence, to feel the pressure in my knees as they yearn
to hit the floor.

I mentioned it on facebook, that marvelous forum of spiritual dialogue,
that I am a girl of Good Friday. I don't think I'll really learn to celebrate Easter
till the Resurrection of Us.

Maybe this is a good thing, finding Lent on my own. In my own time.
I don't really think so - I'm mad at myself, actually. It's irresponsible
and unsafe, how much of my faith is walked outside of communion.

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