Stepping from the brightness of EpiphanyI enter an unfamiliar place called "Lent."
My eyes are slow to adjust to the change.
I blink back tears and stand still wondering
if my eyes are open or closed,
for nothing visible lies before me.
My senses tell me there are objects ahead--
prized places, sacred spaces.
There is no sense of urgency;
time has fallen away leaving
forty days and forty nights
to explore this unknown,
yet somehow familiar place;
touching, feeling, knowing holy moments.
-Mrs. Gretchen Olheiser
from Women's Uncommon Prayers
p. 290
