Still no chocolate. The struggle continues. ... No. End. In. Sight.
Seriously. I like Lent. I always have. I don’t know what that says about me since I also enjoy the feastly times like Christmas and Easter a great deal too. But this season has always had an odd connection for me: There was a time back in the early 80s when I was out of work and out of school and had nothing—and I felt absolutely free and alive as though the whole world was before me and I was on the threshold of an adventure. It’s the closest I think I’ve ever been to getting a glimmer of what St. Francis felt about the joys of Lady Poverty. For some reason, Lent always feels like that to me. I love the...READ MORE