The Journey of Lent … A Story of the Soul

The wind whispers through the wilderness,
forty days and forty nights.
A lone figure walks, fasting, praying,
tempted, yet unshaken.

This is the path of Lent —
A road of surrender, a season of preparation.
The days stretch onward like the desert sands
calling the heart to silence; the soul to search.
What must we release? What must we embrace?
In hunger, we acknowledge our dependence.
In stillness, we hear the whisper of God.

The journey presses forward—
past the palms waving, the shouts of “Hosanna!”
toward an upper room, where bread is broken,
where love bends low to wash another’s feet.

Then, the night thickens.
A garden, a kiss, a betrayal.
A cross rises on a barren hill.
The world weeps as Love is crucified.

But Lent does not end in sorrow.
It lingers in waiting, in the hush of Holy Saturday,
until dawn breaks, and the stone is rolled away.
Until sorrow is swallowed by light.
Until death is undone by the Risen One.

Lent is the story of us all—
wandering, repenting, returning.
It is a season of emptying,
that we may be filled anew.

Come, let us walk this road together,
And draw closer through prayer and reflection.