I woke up to darkness this morning (blasted time change) with every intention of heading to church then work. Instead I walked the bridge. I heard the Martina McBride song "Blessed" on my old kool Sony Walkman...met a Theta sister...and saw a spectacular sunrise. It was the most connected and spiritual I have felt in quite some time. I could write volumes about the rest of the day, but I will leave it here. I wish, for all of us, peace and grace this Lent.