Feasting on Words

embracing the fasting and feasting of Lent

I have to be careful most years when Lent starts. It’s easy to slip into either the mindset of achieving or the pride of needing to be extra original. Ash Wednesday rolls around, and I can feel the pull, like a new new year, with all the promises of resolution. This year was no different.

Growing up I thought the more I loved something, the worse it was for me. I had to choose the thing I loved most to give up for Lent. And I understand that, right. Like Jesus was obviously who God loved most, and it made the gift of Salvation that much sweeter… 

But lent is not a competition to sacrifice. It’s an acceptance of sacrifice. Someone gave, so that we could have. The invitation to fast is an invitation to starve the things in your life that are keeping you from better. 

 The fasting is for me.

And with it, comes a daily feast of something I didn’t know I had time for. The most life-giving thing in my life since I was a little girl- words on paper. 

So I guess that’s why I’m here. To feast, to delight, to indulge myself in God’s gift. I hope you don’t mind watching someone write with their mouth full, because we’re doing this together. 

Take a seat

If you want to feast with me, I’m so glad you’re here! I want to be honest… this writing adventure is for me. I am not here for you, but I am here with you- and that feels like the most authentic way I can show up here.

“I’m not sure”

Where is this going? - I have no idea. What you can expect is some short blessings, some thoughts, some Jesus, some encouragement. Whatever it is, it’s meant to slow down the frantic thoughts about the future or the past. I want my words to find you right where you are and give you a second to breathe, just for today.

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