Every year around Lent my soul struggles. It hits me off guard each year like a fresh scraped knee. You would think I would have an alarm go off to remind me that this time of year is hard...but I don't.
Possibly because of the busy life I lead.
So I find myself always in the weeks leading up to Lent struggling with a storm inside. It's my emotional memory revving up.
How can you tell? I am not as social. I stay home more. I get behind in my responsibilities. I have less patience. I question everything. I lose my temper more....
Most if this I hide well (until now) because I know the lie that I am alone is just that...a lie.
So why this Lent am I running to the desert...because that is where it is quiet enough to hear The Lord. Only he can speak truth to my lies...only he can offer healing to my wound...only he can quench my thirst...only he.
The world offers a bandaid. The Lord offers the remedy.
All the aspects of our life can be aligned with this quest for healing. ( prayer, friendships, work, exercise, food, parenting, optional wounds) the things we do, if done with The Lord as the foundation can guide us closer to His heart. 
But we have to take the time first to align them. To surrender. To deny ourselves a bit so that our thirst for God becomes so great that we will stop at nothing to drink that living water.
He is here to meet you where you are at. He meets me in this similar sad place each year...this year though I am asking for a deeper healing so that once Lent is through I can have a greater experience if the joy of the resurrection.
Don't give up! Don't fear the desert. You are not alone! Know I will pray for you this Lent. Please pray for me as well.
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