The Begining of the Begining

And then we enter Lent.  Many might remember the last Lent.  Most might not remember for us it was the Lent that wasn't.  We spent all our time at the tomb, and very little time at the Feast.  David's mother's household things were packed and moved on Holy Saturday.  I remember standing on our back porch in Hamilton at almost Midnight and felt the hush of Pascha. We went the next morning to the Western Rite Monastery where we sang Western Easter hymns.  This year we enter Lent, and we are in a totally place: physically, spiritually and emotionally.  Every Lent and Pascha brings a particular gift.  I look forward to the journey to arrive on the Holy Day Without Evening of the Pascha of our Lord where we remember that we belong to each other through His Death and Resurrection.  I don't just mean those who believe,  I mean all mankind.  Such and awesome journey were we learn again to rely on the Lord.  Blessed beginning of the beginning to you all and remember this week we eat meat on Friday.