My hands break from pounding the wall I collapse as the floor shatters and I fall Falling and falling, I cry out in agony Soon to become one more in the myriad of dead men The battlefield that surrounds me, engulfs us all in flames I cling tightly onto my last shred of hope But it is snatched from me by enemies, the creatures in the dark I hear them mocking me; invading my thoughts as they convince me To lay down arms, surrender, and accept my fate; they laugh I cry out

In March of 2018, I cut my hair because I wanted to let dead things go. It has been a year since then and I have been through a lot of things that I did not see coming. The Season of Lent gives us the opportunity to choose to let some things go in our lives. If you are not familiar with Lent, it is a 40-day period of time before Easter in which Christians can make the decision to fast, or abstain from something, anything. Lent invites a lot of time for self reflection, prayer

This past December I ended up quitting my part-time job at Subway after two and a half years of working there. During my time there I would reflect on what my motivation was while working in the fast-food industry. Understandably, as a student, I mostly appreciated making an income. I never expected that I would learn such foundational and spiritual lessons by merely making sandwiches for hours on end. I encountered and served many different people during each shift. There we