We spend our lives searching. Some search for success, others for love. Some seek comfort, others distraction. But beneath it all—beneath the noise, the hunger, the reaching—what we are truly searching for is something far greater. A return. A remembering. A way back to the source from which we came.
Man’s search for meaning is a longing to reconnect with the divine source from which he came—to know God while in human form, despite dark forces that seek to erase His presence and condemn man to spiritual death. Yet, it is through the art of living that one builds a legacy that outlives the body. It is in the tenderness of a mother’s love, which nurtures beyond the fleeting desires of this world, that the divine continues to be revealed. She is the vessel through which life is carried forward, a living testament to God’s presence.
How we steward the eternal light from generation to generation is the path—the way by which we honor what has been given and shape what is to come. As we reap, so shall we sow; and as we sow, so shall we reap. Every life is an opportunity to rise beyond the limitations imposed by the world, to expand beyond expectations and elevate the human experience.
Yet, greed, excess, and the forces of consumption attempt to stifle the creative spirit, bending it to their will. Even so, God’s presence cannot be ignored. This is the struggle we all face—the tension between divine truth and worldly corruption, the call to overcome and reclaim what is sacred.
Lent is the season of return—a sacred pause in which we step away from distraction and remember who we are. It is not a time of hollow sacrifice but of realignment, of clearing away what has clouded our vision so that we may walk again in the light of truth. It is the invitation to release what weakens the soul, to lay down indulgence, resentment, and fear, and to pick up what has been forgotten—discipline, devotion, and the quiet strength of faith.
We do not fast to suffer, nor do we pray to be heard by men. We empty ourselves so that we may be filled, so that the noise of the world may no longer drown out the voice of God. We turn away from the cravings of the flesh not because they are evil, but because they are fleeting, and what is fleeting cannot sustain a soul made for eternity.
And yet, fasting alone is not enough. True transformation requires both stillness and action. As we meditate, we must also move; as we pray, we must also serve. If we strip ourselves of excess but do not clothe the naked—if we silence our own desires but do not speak for the voiceless, then our devotion is but an empty ritual.
This Lent, let us return with intention. Let us step into the silence and hear what is asked of us. Let us look upon the suffering of the world and ask where our hands are needed. Let us fast from distraction so that we may feast on wisdom. Let us turn from wastefulness and walk toward justice.
For in the end, Lent is not about what we give up. It is about what we make room for.
And so, the question stands:
What will you clear away so that the light may enter?
What will you release so that you may rise?