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His Face

Lent, a time of prayer, penance, and fasting, has been filled with many graces.  This Lent was busy with many different activities, but at the root of it has been Christ.  He has shown His Face in the people I have met and served.  He has spoken through my Sisters, visitors and the time spent in silence before the Blessed Sacrament with His peace.

                Graces can be so apparent and other times so hidden.  In this Lenten journey Christ has poured so many graces, too numerous to count or even share.  He has spoken through scripture to share that He comes for all of us.  Even in the difficult moments when we barely recognize ourselves, He is waiting for us, for me, for you at the well thirsting for your love.  He has shown us through the blind man that wonder of being able to see Christ and the world anew when we say yes daily in our little self denials.  The blind man showed us that really our stories and everything should simply be Christ.  Lent has given me insight of truly being present on the Way of the Cross.

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