There’s a part of your life no one else sees: the thoughts you carry while folding laundry, the weight you carry into a room even when you’re smiling, or a memory that still stings, even now.

It’s a quiet space that is private.

This is where Lent begins.

Not in the ashes on your forehead or in giving something up but in the moment you stop long enough to be honest, with yourself and with God.

This season isn’t a project.

Nor a performance.

It’s a slow turning of the heart.

Most of it will happen where no one else is looking.

Which, according to Jesus, is exactly the point.

Today’s invitation: Make time today for one prayer no one else will hear.

God Bless.
FF