Lent always takes me by surprise.
It seems like we just packed away the Nativity scene
and here we are—already headed for the cross.
I always go into Lent with a sense of trepidation.
Like the disciples, I tend to drag my feet and want to lag behind.
“They were on their way up to Jerusalem,
with Jesus leading the way,
and as the disciples were following
they were filled with terror and dread.”
Mark 10:32
Again this year, Lord? Really? Do I have to walk the road to Golgotha with You once more? Do I have to witness yet again the torture, the nails, the blood, the injustice of it all? Is it truly necessary to contemplate sacrifice and sorrow, surrender and selflessness? Must I enter the wilderness with You for forty days and forty nights?
Can’t we just meet up on Easter?
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God,
have mercy on me, a sinner.
I need Lent.
“We need more than a Good Friday service two days in advance to get into the state of mind and heart to celebrate Jesus’ victory over death and hell. We cannot prepare for Easter over the weekend. No, we need to walk a longer pilgrimage to get ready.” Aaron Damiani, The Good of Giving Up
“Lent is about thinning our lives
in order to
thicken our communion with God.”
Alicia Britt Chole, 40 Days of Decrease
I’m in.
I’ll walk this pilgrimage to the cross again.
Through thick and thin.





