This morning, as I checked Facebook while drinking my coffee, I read status after status by my friends who are all taking Lent as a time to disconnect from Facebook. There’s a need to take a break from the political posts and the mindless status updates about what someone is doing (I am totally guilty…
Lent is coming.
This time last year, I was approaching Ash Wednesday with anxiousness. I wanted to be a resurrection person and participate in the practice of remembering that I came from dust and I’ll return to dust. But I has some baggage to shuffle through first. I’m not in the same place as I was last year….
nighttime: (noun) the time of darkness between one day and the next; the time of day when no light form the sun can be seen; origin: 14th century
Sleep is something that has pervaded me for much of my life. Not by my choice, mind you. To know what it feels like to have no sleep when your body is desperately begging for it but refuses to give it to you is to know what it feels like to have your body betray…
dinner: (noun) principal meal of the day; origin: 13th century, middle english
Last night, my wife and I went to our favorite restaurant for dinner before seeing what might have been the longest play in history. We always go to this restaurant before plays. It’s our tradition. Recently, they got a new chef. And the menu changed. It didn’t change that much, but enough that we noticed….
wednesday: (adverb) the day of the week between tuesday and thursday; origin: middle english
Today is Ash Wednesday. I haven’t gone to an Ash Wednesday service in several years. Which, lots of people find shocking considering that I work for quite a large church with lots of services. I haven’t gone because finding a balance between working for the church and being part of the church has been almost…