June Cleaver After a Six-Pack has a great post today about Lent and her childrens’ ponderings about potential Lenten sacrifices. A snippet:
Aaron is not as strong willed as Hope. He gives things up like, looking at his baseball cards (that he can’t find) or not wearing his favorite pair of black socks (that he left down at the creek when he took them off). He is also very good at “forgetting” or “changing his mind” midstream into Lent. If he gives up video games this week (because he is grounded from them due to his tackle/pushing of one or all of his sisters) he will change his mind next week when the ban on the Wii is lifted and he just can’t take the temptation. He is a week-to-week kind of guy.
We’ve had a number of discussions of late around the dinner table about Lent. Alex (17) will be giving up ice cream and arguing with his brother (14). The first is the sacrifice. The second the spiritual practice. I told him not to tell his brother what he’s doing, to just do it. He is sure that he will mess up frequently, but I told him that it’s okay… and that it’s a great thing to try. He made it 25 minutes this morning after they were both awake. He complained that Michael left his toothbrush on the powder room sink. Michael replied that at least HE brushes his teeth before school in the morning…yakety-yakety-yak….and they were off. Gah!
by Henri Nouwen (spiritual practice). On the former, I confess to planning my errands midday so that I am **forced** to stop for lunch and eat a burger, or poutine, or sushi lest my blood sugar plummet, I crash the car, and my children are left motherless. I am such a fraud. It’s over. It’s over for the next six weeks, at least.