Living the Liturgy

Several years ago, we felt called to establish silent dinner times in our home during the Lenten season.

I recall seeing my reflection in a glass door, throwing my arms up, and telling my loving husband that I hated myself.

If I respond out of love to any situation, my heart and mind are opened to the possible scenarios that are ruling others’ thoughts and actions.

I don’t feel like adding another sacrifice to my life right now.

If you’re like me, the first thought that jumped into your head was probably, “I don’t have any time TO give up!”

Lent is not a time to resolve to start using that gym membership I signed up for at the beginning of January again.

I’m guilty of sometimes treating Lent like New Year’s resolution time.

On Ash Wednesday I grabbed a quick dinner on the way home from work.

On every Ash Wednesday I participate in an ancient ritual where a priest will draw a cross on my forehead.