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Lent and March Madness have begun. Two of my favorite and most solemn seasons intertwined. But I am lost.
I know which team I am picking to win it all. That is for sure. But I don't know which church to be at when, which Mass to attend, if any.
I know prayers will be answered as buzzer shots fall in, but will the prayers of the sick, the sad, and the lonely continue to go unheard?
I know we will see sleeper teams and cinderella stories that will lift our emotions. But will anyone be in attendance to see the young people perform Soup, Song and Scripture and Were You There to have their emotions lifted?
In early April the college basketball season will end. Soon after Lent will end. Two seasons I love. Two seasons filled with heightened passion. Yet I have to wonder, will I ever be able to find time, to make time, or even to care about having love, having passion in my life?
The next few weeks are about emotions, spirituality, suffering, sweet sorrow, madness and victory, both on the court and on the cross. I hope that you can embrace that and celebrate the beauty that is the season. I hope that I can find my way on this lonely road of faith.
I know which team I am picking to win it all. That is for sure. But I don't know which church to be at when, which Mass to attend, if any.
I know prayers will be answered as buzzer shots fall in, but will the prayers of the sick, the sad, and the lonely continue to go unheard?
I know we will see sleeper teams and cinderella stories that will lift our emotions. But will anyone be in attendance to see the young people perform Soup, Song and Scripture and Were You There to have their emotions lifted?
In early April the college basketball season will end. Soon after Lent will end. Two seasons I love. Two seasons filled with heightened passion. Yet I have to wonder, will I ever be able to find time, to make time, or even to care about having love, having passion in my life?
The next few weeks are about emotions, spirituality, suffering, sweet sorrow, madness and victory, both on the court and on the cross. I hope that you can embrace that and celebrate the beauty that is the season. I hope that I can find my way on this lonely road of faith.