We had a conversation at dinner last night about how we could “live Lent well.” One child thought that we could begin by putting away the Christmas decorations.
We sent her to her room.
I’m kidding, of course. I suggested we visit a new fish fry every week and then judge which one was best. I thought it was a great idea until one of the children reminded me that the whole judging thing might undo any holiness we achieved by the weekly Stations of the Cross, Taize prayer, or retreats we might attend.
So we will spend some time this week looking at the right ways for our family to keep watch during this holy season of hope. I know it starts Wednesday, so I already feel a bit behind, but it seems that every year, these seasons sneak up on us and we are halfway through them before we get out the Advent wreath or make it to Stations.
We will see if this year can be different. Honestly, it’s been too long since anything felt normal.