...because we ran out of milk, so I can’t have the Banana Nut Crunch cereal I was really looking forward to. Oatmeal would have been my second choice, but we blew a fuse a couple of days ago, and now the stove doesn’t work. I can’t fix my usual two eggs, sunny-side up either. So I stuck a bowl of SpaghettiOs in the microwave.

And they blew up.

But none of that is what I sat down here to write about.



It’s the season of Lent again...


...and I have no sense of it whatsoever.

I said “The Season of Lent” on purpose because it's supposed to be a season, a special time of year. But it is so different from the other seasons. It’s not like the Christmas season at all.

We didn’t put the Lent decorations up here at home. Well, part of that would be because we haven’t taken all the Christmas decorations down yet.

Still, two months ago, I wouldn’t have walked into any store and seen the Ash Wednesday decorations already up.

You don't hear a lot of Lent songs.

There wasn’t any mad scramble for the hottest Lenten present.

No one has made "A Lent Story," a movie about a goofy, round-faced kid, and his obsessive quest for a piece of Bonomo's Banana Turkish Taffy.


And I am guessing the main reason you don’t see a big deal made out of Lent is you can’t make a buck off of it.

There is no big party, with lots of presents and food to buy.

There is just no money to be made off of it.

And in our world, that is really the motivation for most things. And it is also exactly why we need - I mean really NEED - Lent so badly. To save us from ourselves and our selfishness.

Because Lent is the season when we ought to be remembering the greatest gift we have ever - or will ever receive - the gift of eternal life.

It is the season we ought to be remembering just what a sacrifice God made when he offered his son as a ransom for our sins.


I want to do a better job of remembering that.