Thursday Feb 26

Father, today I'm marked with ashes and reminded I'm dust. This is uncomfortable truth in a culture that denies death, but it's true. I am dust - mortal, fragile, dying, unable to save myself. Every pretension I maintain will eventually return to dust too. Thank you for loving dust. Thank

You don't live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from My mouth. Physical food sustains your body, but My Word sustains your soul. When you're hungry for more than food can provide, feed on My truth. It's what you actually need.

Yesterday's ashes marked the beginning; today begins the actual work. Lent stretches forty days ahead (excluding Sundays, which are always mini-Easters even during Lent), mirroring Jesus's forty days in the wilderness. This isn't arbitrary - forty represents complete testing, full preparat