As far as I can remember, I have never observed Lent. I had decided over Christmas that I wanted to make a bigger deal out of the Easter season with my girls this year and that Lent would be part of that. My goodness, it sure snuck up on me! I had no idea it was so close–although we did just talk about it at church on Sunday. Oops.
So, I’ve been thinking today–what should I give up for 40 days? I’ve decided against cheese (which is what beth elaine is doing–bless her soul!) because my family eats so much of it, and I don’t want to make us separate meals. It was a toss-up between pop (soda) and chocolate, and I think I may just go with both. I was craving both sooo badly earlier this afternoon which I took as a sign. I will drink a nice, icy Coke tonight and then…sigh. I don’t think chocolate will be quite as hard. I could be wrong. Yes, I’m probably wrong.
So, doing without the pop and chocolate will remind me of Christ’s sacrifice for me, and every time I eat cheese, I will be reminded of His amazing love and showers of blessings upon my life.
Funny story. I taught at a Christian school near Cleveland a few years back. They wore uniforms–khakis and polo shirts every day but Wed. Wed. was chapel day, and the girls wore plaid skirts and white shirts. I can’t remember what the boys wore. Anyway, we did a little performance at a nursing home one morning in March (on a Wednesday) and then paid a visit to Burger King on the way home. As my little third-graders were having a ball on the indoor playground, a woman came up to me, red-faced and scowling.
“I can’t believe you had the nerve to bring a group of Catholic school kids to eat hamburgers right in the middle of Lent!” She had steam coming out her ears and everything.
I smiled politely, held back my laughter, and explained that we were from Valley Christian Academy, and that we, as a school, didn’t observe Lent. She looked at me for a moment, looked at the kids, then smiled. (Whew!) “Oh. Well, that makes sense. Good.” And walked away.
I do have a couple questions about Lent (I can do my own research I guess) I read something about it being actually 46 days until Easter–that Sundays don’t count. Do I get to eat chocolate and drink pop on Sundays? Oh, please someone say yes!
I plan on buying Walt Wangerin’s book, Reliving the Passion, and reading it during these 40 days. I bought the Christmas one from amazon, and it was delivered after it was over. I’m probably too late this time, too. Shoot. I bought Peter’s First Easter to read to the girls and want to check out the Easter books at our library.
I pulled Nina in her sled today around the block on our way to take Livi to the bus stop. This weather is incredible. Bring on Spring! And no offense, Krista and Gail, but I probably won’t move to Kentucky. (I do want to come visit you both though–two of my favorite pastors’ wives! Have you two met, btw?) If I ever do the South thing, it will be somewhere reeeeally South. Or maybe Australia. Nixie is scheming to get me down there to talk about my books, and bless her soul, if she can work it out, I will owe her my very life. Oooh, I would looooooove to go!
I have all kinds of things to say, but the fumes from a poopy diaper are starting to permeate the air in my entire home.
Happy Fat Tuesday!