It’s late to be writing a post about Lent, but I’m of the modest opinion that the practices you take on in Lent aren’t just seasonal.
Hope is still there
This year, Ash Wednesday looked like parking in a 12-minute spot on the corner of Bay and Montecito and walking up to the front step of our church building.
An Optimistic Lent
With each new day, the weight of the world seems to rest on our shoulders. There is new hope, but with it comes fresh exhaustion.
The Tomb is Empty and We’re Still Home
We started this whole quarantine, isolation, homeschool, work from home thing almost a month ago in the middle of Lent. The me who loves rhythms of liturgical seasons could spiritually get behind the idea that we would spend Lent sacrificing for others.
Retreat before the Miracle
Growing up, I remember the season of Lent as one of reflection and contemplation. Somewhere in young adulthood, the season lost its peacefulness for me.
Imagining the Unimaginable
We have “wittingly” exposed our children to the lyrics and notes of the musical Hamilton.
The Evolution of Our Family’s Ash Wednesday Observance
My very first Ash Wednesday as a baptized member of the Episcopal Church was February 13, 2013. My husband was at home that evening with our infant son, John Paul, and I was at church alone. I
Journeying through Lent Together
This year Episcopal Relief & Development partnered with Grow Christians for their annual Lenten Meditation book.
When Spiritual Practices Become Springs in the Desert
“Yes, I understand you are hikers, but have you ever backpacked in the desert?”
Lenten Swim Class
I don’t like doing things badly. I don’t like doing things badly in front of other people. I really don’t like doing things badly with a bathing suit on in front of other people. This was the set of parameters I had to work with for my Annual Discernment of Kit’s Lenten Practice this year.