The season of Lent is upon us. For seven years now, I have been drawn into this season of the year--a season of intense prayer, fasting, and repentance. For most of life, Easter was more about the Easter bunny than it was about a celebration of the risen Lord. I am from a tradition that mostly downplayed the significance of Easter by claiming that we celebrate the risen Lord every Sunday. Okay...hopefully the power of the Risen Lord is driving us, compelling us, and inviting us every day. But there is something powerful about working our way through a season of repentance, intentional prayer and fasting as we journey toward a day of experiencing the empty tomb.
Throughout my Lenten experiences, I have given up meat (thought I was going to die), cokes (I'm from Texas where coke=sodas), Around the Horn and PTI, sweets, energy drinks, and beef. This year, I am setting aside energy drinks again, as well as one other thing that I won't go into details about.
THE PURPOSE isn't just to give something up--but it is to give something up with a purpose. This season, I am on a quest for humility. Pride is always trying to creep into my thoughts and actions. I want humility to permeate my entire being. I want to be clothed in the humility embrace by Jesus. It is from a humble heart that I want to enter into the pulpit, into relationships, and into every speaking engagement.
Nouwen writes, "The season of Lent, during which winter and spring struggle with each other for dominance, helps us in a special way to cry out for God's mercy."
(If you observe the season of Lent, let me point you to a fabulous resource. It needs to be on your shelf. Henri Nouwen, "Show Me the Way.")
Yesterday, Kayci took Truitt to the doc. He is 26 1/4 inches long and 17 lbs 5 oz.
When I got home from work, Kayci and I tested his speed, agility, and strength.
At 9 months old, he was tested in the 5 yard dash and the dead lift:
1st 5-yard dash--27.4 seconds
(It is hard to keep him going straight)
Dead Lift--5 lbs.