The Catholic notion of Lent is connected to the idea of progress: that we are on a spiritual journey, not yet arrived, and that we have much to learn, much spiritual growing to do. This is perfectly consistent with my upbringing, although I think the words used often are different. I have always understood that, while the grace of God and the sacrifice of Christ on the cross are sufficient for my salvation, there is something I am supposed to do, a response required from me.
I read something today that suggested we should think of our task as making progress rather than achieving perfection. I like that. While Jesus admonishes us to “be perfect” (Matt 5:48) I know of no one who thinks they are, or even can be in this life. And yet we can all make progress, day by day. In fact, I think daily progress is much more beneficial in the long run, just like saving a little bit of money every day is better than planning to put away a lot in the (usually indefinite) future.
I can handle one day’s challenges, and not much more. If I think too far ahead, I get discouraged.
I look back on a week of Lent, and think, wow, I did okay. I’ll bet I saved about 50 paper towels and napkins this week by using by cloth bandanas and especially the hot air hand dryer at work – I had no idea I used so many until I consciously tried not to. I kept my fasts. I prayed more. Was I transformed a little bit? I think so – I could sense being more centered on Christ, calmer and kinder. I have grown in the desire to be a better steward of the environment (maybe this summer I’ll even try composting).
Did I fail, too? Of course! I tried not to complain about our upcoming office move (one of my more specific Lenten resolves) because I know it doesn’t help me or anyone else, but even though I resisted well one morning I succumbed by that afternoon. But I was so disappointed in myself that it renewed my resolve.
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