Sand Saves the Day!!!

Nascent Grape

By the time you are reading this, Lent will probably be over. I'm looking back over my Lenten resolution, and as usual, I didn't do a good job of keeping up with it. I usually don't. I'm not sure why that is, but I can never remember a time when I chose a Lenten activity and was able to stick to it for all or even for most of Lent. As a result, I have developed a Lenten spirituality based on failure. 

Nascent Tomato

 My Lenten practice, or lack thereof, is a reminder to me that I am not the master of my fate. There are things that I can not obtain on my own, and salvation is one of those things. I do really and truly need Christ's coattails if I am to have a shot at heaven.

Nascent Cherry

I could have, and in the past certainly have, felt guilty about my lack of success in Lent. But Sand said something to me that made a lot of sense. In an unrelated conversation, I was telling her that I am really enjoying doing chores around  the house now that I am home. 

Nascent Saint

Life, she said, is supposed to be about living -- cooking, eating, resting, playing, all in good measure -- and preparing for life in the world to come. Life is a phase, a time of transition into something else. Like the tiny fruits of spring, we are meant to be much more than we are...someday, but not yet. That that day will come is the promise of Easter. In the meantime, we hang tight and grow as best we can; and that is the lesson of Lent.