So, I am sucking at the whole Lent thing.
I forget about meatless Fridays. Though, luckily, I am not a huge meat eater any way. Last Friday, about midnight, I realized it was a meatless day so I went through in my head, what I had eaten...no breakfast, falafel sandwich for lunch, Chinese for dinner. Which, included egg drop soup and Kung Pao Chicken. *sigh*
I tried to tell myself it was ok, I didn't eat the chicken, just all the good stuff that is in there with it. Which is honest. I really don't like a lot of meat and often pick the meat out of my meals. I have a friend who finds this endlessly amusing, and asks me why I order a chicken salad when I don't eat the chicken?
Anyway, I screwed up the diet part already.
What did I give up for Lent? Well, apparently nothing. As I have failed on that point as well. So, it's all just another day for me.
I wonder if Lent was invented to make people feel guilty.
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Hi FM,
My hope for this period of Lent is to be able to let go of whatever prevents me from realizing recognizing and accepting the incomprehensible Love God has for me. That requires giving up some stuff but none of it has much to do with food.
I trust Him to give such an abundance that I in turn can give to others, in whatever way that comes about.
I mess up on the fasting part too.
I'm giving up feeling overly guilty about it when I do. :0)
God bless you, sister.
Tami
It just takes a while to get used to -- if your background is anything like mine, it's big change! Coming from an atheist family, I see now that we had no seasonal or weekly rhythm to our household like you do in a Catholic family, so it was really hard for me to remember things like not eating meat on Fridays (or, say, going to church on Sundays). :)
Well Tami, did I tell you I am glad that you are who you are?
Jennifer, no there is no seasonal changes around our house. Endless winters (seems so this time of year), and short summers. That's about it.
Sunday mornings I used to spend on the couch, in my pajamas, watching films. I pitied anyone who was so ambitious as to actually get dressed and go to church on such a perfectly designed morning for doing nothing.
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