It's not possible, is it, for every day in Lent to be special? Some days are just ordinary days. Today was a busy Monday, with lots of meetings at work and then a full evening. Yet somehow the consciousness of Lent still came through.
Part of that, I believe, is having so many companions on the journey. I went to daily Mass downtown at noon, and the chapel was full - crowded, even. The priest's purple vestments are a visible reminder of the season (we like to say the Catholic liturgical year is color-coded). I walked back from Mass with a colleague from work and we discussed our respective Lenten journeys. I listened to Lenten reflections on the radio. My sister and I had a long, wandering and wonderful discussion tonight about faith, discipline, and prayer (about learning to find a balance between written and extemporaneous prayers) and, yes, Lent.
For me, Lent is in the air. My choices certainly influence that, but I am so glad I do not have to do this alone!
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