Already. It’s still 25 degrees Celsius in the office and it’s midnight (ignore timestamp on posting – NZ daylight saving confuses MT). Did the pancake thing tonight with house group, talked about traditions, Lent and Jesus’ time in the desert. Leading into dipping into John’s Gospel as we journey toward Easter and autumn.
If Lent is linked with “lengthen”, as in days heading into spring, should the Antipodean equivalent be called “Short”, as we lose the sun a little more each day. Looking for some Aus/NZ Lenten poetry that captures this.