Lent
From an old e-quaintance, Marty Helgesen, and last seen online at The Curt Jester, comes a little ditty about the joys of the new liturgical season:
Around 1990 an Episcopalian friend at work, who was born Jewish and raised as an atheist or agnostic, was complaining that Christmas isn’t the only Christian holiday that’s been commercialized. Easter has, too, with the emphasis on fashions. She said her favorite season is Lent because it’s completely spiritual. (It is hard to commercialize a season based on penance and self-denial.) Completely ignoring her real reason for liking Lent and the context of the original song I wrote the following words to the tune of “Raindrops on Roses” from The Sound of Music:
Sackcloth and ashes, and days without eating,
Mortification and nights without sleeping,
A hair shirt that scratches, a nettle that stings,
These are a few of my favorite things.When it’s Christmas,
When the tree’s lit,
When the cards are sent,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I can’t wait till Lent.
On that note, may you have a holy Lent. I may empty out the posting queue, but I shall try to give up reading blogs and other non-essential Internet this Lent. (Pray for me!)
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