I had every intention of writing some insightful words on this Ash Wednesday eve, as the Christian season of Lent begins, for anyone who might care to read. But I’ve found that, being years removed from leading a faith community as my primary vocation, practicing my own faith has become a luxury. I suppose it was a bit easier when it was my “job.” Finding time for what is important to me has simply become ever so challenging. I know I’m not alone.
The way we construct our schedules leaves little room for that which repairs and nourishes our souls. When this becomes the norm that, to me, is a sign that something is terribly wrong. Our bodies were not made for the life depleting expectations of the secular world. One purpose of Ash Wednesday, at least for the Christian, is to be reminded that we are limited, finite, and mortal. We could all, Christian, spiritual, or otherwise, bear to be reminded of that great truth.
Even if Lent isn’t your “thing”, but you’re feeling dislodged from your center, it might be a good time to embark on a journey that, in the very least, involves an exercise in self care . . . and care for those around you. We were meant to make this journey together. Peace.