There is something sacred about the in-between. In the language of transition, liminality is the quiet pause between what was and what will be. It is the hush between breaths, the dusk before dawn, the quiet just before resurrection stirs. Lent invites us into a spiritual wilderness—a place both barren and fertile, disorienting and formative. We follow Jesus into the desert, into hunger and silence, into forty days of surrender. We let go of attachments, distractions, and comforts, not just to practice deprivation, but to prepare room. To clear the clutter. To lay down what no longer serves. Isaiah’s words echo across this space: “See, I am doing a new thing… do you not perceive it?” But how can we perceive the new when we are still grieving the old? This is the ache—and the invitation—of the liminal. It asks us to slow down. To sit with the uncomfortable. To let go of the urge to fix, to rush, to return to what was. It’s a space of waiting, ...
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