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Well, it is Holy Week. If you count the number of posts and compare it with the number of days in Lent, I don't think that they would match up.

I did however discover my Lent lesson. I don't know if this blog contributed greatly to this lesson, but I do know that when this lesson's "aha" moment went off in my head, I told myself to write about it here. I told myself to keep thinking about it and write about. I told myself to consider the spiritual soul part of me longer than Sunday morning. That my friends, is an epiphany of my current life. I am so caught up in my job that I have neglected the other aspects of me.

Is that the Lent lesson? No. The one that hit me the other day was in connection with the sermon from Sunday. The sermon's main message was the fact that we have to choose. Do we choose Christ or do we choose the ways of man? In this message, I discovered that in my quest for not complaining I need to choose love. That in choosing to love the people in the situations I find myself in, I choose not to complain. I may have to choose confrontation, I may have to choose conversations that aren't all lovey-dovey, everything is peachy kind of talk, but love is still present in the tough words. I am not saying that choosing to love people will not have its ugly moments, but it is choosing to trust, to build up and to engage people in a healthy manner.

Choosing to love means that I must be brave. I am praying for this bravery. That the love that put Christ on the cross can become more apparent in my everyday.

I will keep writing here past Easter. I will continue to process thoughts. I desire to have a sabbath in my life, and this will be my Easter season endeavor.

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