When Lent comes, you have to put away the tinsel;
you have to take down your Christmas tree,
and stand out in the open . . . vulnerable.
You either are or you aren’t. You either believe or you don’t.
You either will or you won’t.
And, O Lord, how we love the stable and the star!
When Lent comes the angels’ voices begin their lamenting, and we find ourselves in a courtyard where we must answer
whether we know him or not.