The Laetare Sunday Edition
My Lent has been wonderfully fruitful so far. I am growing spiritually by leaps and bounds.
I wish I could say that it’s been easy. I wish I could say that I feel strong.
When I decided to set my blog aside for Lent, I meant just that—my blog. Unfortunately my 11-year-old son (surely the most literal of human creatures) assumed that I meant all blog-reading in general, and took to standing behind me as I sat at the computer. “You’re looking at Google Reader again!” he accused, and then smirked at me when I stammered out my defense.
Call me prideful (and I’d agree) but I greatly dislike being smirked at like that.
I set aside blog reading right then and there.
That proved to be the hard one.
It sounded like such a good plan at the time—this deliberate journey into the desert. It sounded lofty and Lenten and like I’d get my house cleaned. (Ha! Good luck with that.) The thing is, it’s very quiet in the desert. Sometimes I feel alone and very lonely. Sometimes I feel that, like Our Lord, I have no one but the devil to keep me company.
And yet, at other times, I don’t feel like Our Lord at all.
…when I yell at the kids for little offenses, such as leaving their cereal bowls on the table and/or drinking up all of George’s whole milk. “All right, who did this?! I’ve told you the red cap is for George, right? You know not to drink his milk! It’s just laziness to not go downstairs to get another gallon!” Really, Mom? You could have stopped the tirade after the first hundred words or so.
…or when I see a pretty young lady go to give my son a friendly hug and am caught—by them—giving her the stink eye. My husband got a great big kick out of this but I was mortified.
…or when I cheat on my penance…or don’t make time for morning prayer…or am too “busy” for my husband’s very real needs…or…
Yes, I am a work in progress—a womanly WIP, if you will.
And yet, while I cannot say that it’s been easy—my being still and knowing that God is God—I can honestly say that it has been good. I am not as distracted; I am praying more; and I am paying more attention to the world around me.
Have you noticed? The world is a beautiful place.
(the rants of Mr. Sheen excluded)
I am excited—quite excited—by what Our Lord might have to say to me, if only I quiet my heart and incline my ear. We are only halfway there! There is plenty of time for courage and renewal, plenty of time to be a better wife…and mom…and friend…and…
There is still time to be a better me.
Because this will be my last post until Easter, I will close with a couple of great Lenten resources. Here they are:
- In addition to checking in on this website, (recommended a couple of posts back), I am listening to Father Groeschel’s daily meditations over at EWTN. There is something about that Jersey persona of his—so down-to-earth and yet, so edifying—that brings me to tears and uplifts my spirits. Gosh, I love that Father Groeschel.
- This book, recommended by Jen of Conversion Diary, is also very good spiritual reading. I’d been meaning to get it for a couple of years now and I am very glad I did.
- These blocks! They may not be all that…liturgical, but they are keeping us happy and occupied, especially since we have all given up the computer for Lent. (Hello, my name is Misery, and I absolutely LOVE company. : )
Have a blessed rest-of-Lent, everyone! I am leaving the comments open on this post, and would love to hear how your Lent is going.