Ugh. Lent.

For me, this Christian season is one of the most uncomfortable. Not because I have to give something up, not because it reminds me of my mortality, but because it is a season where I must wait for God’s transformation. Not on my terms. But on the whims of the Divine.

I explore the beauty and discomfort of this sort of waiting in my latest piece for HartfordFAVS. Below is the link, if you’re curious: