Lent is here and as always it sneaks up on me. I was raised Catholic. In my family Lent was a doom and gloom experience with special rules my parents made up that I should have automatically known about the day Ash Wednesday came.
I’m no longer a practicing Catholic. I consider myself a Christian who is in a rut in the journey of spirituality. While I won’t go, times like Lent make me think about finding a Catholic Church on Ash Wednesday. My husband and children aren’t Catholic so going alone would be awkward.
Of course with Lent I always think about what I can do to make myself a better person. Is it giving up diet soda or some other vice. Probably not, at least for me. A couple of years ago cut down my time on the internet quite a bit, that was definitely beneficial. Maybe a fast from the US presidential race would be in order. Less irritation from the news coverage of the candidates would make me more at peace.