Lent the Final

Welcome, Death.

– Thank-you. You are not afraid of me, nor have you sought me out.

I never sought to be your enemy, though many taught you were one to be defeated.

– Are you ready to go?

It is finished.


Lent the Thirty-Ninth

Without a home and with open hands he lived, inviting others to empty their hands and fill their hearts. Those others longed to fill their hearts but were scared to empty their hands. In their fear, they killed him.