In case you haven't noticed, I'm a terrible Catholic when it comes to technical matters. I broke Lent the first day this year so that I could celebrate my boyfriend's birthday. Then I broke it again so that I could have Cracker Barrel's blueberry pancakes one more time for who knows how long. I don't even have the Apostle's Creed memorized, and now I'm about to tell you how I'm changing Lent half way through.
So last night, I was out with my family having dinner at a very cozy French restaurant in downtown San Francisco called, La Central. I wanted to blog about it, so I was taking pictures of everyone's orders and taste testing as much as I could so that I could write about it all. Then came dessert. Dessert and bread were two things I gave up for Lent. Out came two crème brûlée and one berry crumble. I kept asking how everyone enjoyed them and to describe it to me, but that was practically useless.
Then my dad said, "Just taste them. What matters most is that you have God's love in your heart, and that you share that with others--not that you give up something that really doesn't matter to you in the bigger picture." Sure I love desserts and bread, but what does giving them up for 40 days really mean to me? I felt so guilty even thinking about breaking Lent again, and mostly I just didn't want to be weak about it.
But then I thought, Dad's right. Instead of giving up something personal to me, I should DO something for Lent. At that moment, I dipped my fork into possibly the most heavenly clotted cream I've ever tasted, and decided that I'm changing Lent. Instead, I'm going to do one act of kindness each day of Lent. That's keeping and sharing God's love in my heart.
And to make that more universal, keep love in your heart, and share it. Everyday, share it.
BIG LOVE & HUGS