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Lent

And so it begins. 40 days of fasting and prayer. I am thankful that it is here. My boys even seem ready for it too.

I have pondered and prayed about what to give up, what to do this Lent. A week ago I went to a Mom's night out at this lovely blogger's house. There was a talk about preparing for Lent. And the mom that gave the talk did an amazing job. She reminded us to keep it simple.

So, for this Lent I am trying to keep it simple. I have prayed, a lot about what to do and the first thing I feel drawn to increased prayer (There are others, but those are not the point of this post). There are several things going on with our family, my husband's work, etc that need prayer. And so, first and foremost, I will pray more as we are all called to do.

In order to do that, I need to eliminate some distractions. Which distraction? Blogging. I love to blog. I love to read other's posts and write posts. I love that family who lives so far away from us can know and see what is going on with us because I blog. But, ever since I wrote this post, I have really tried to discern what type of relationship I should have with my blog. I know that that may sound strange, but I often wonder why I post. Do I post for me? For my kids? Or in hopes that some random stranger will read it and like I what I have to say.

So, for this Lent, I am not going to blog. I will not check my blog, nor will I check other's blogs. I know that my family will still read my blog after the forty days are up and if I lose followers or readers, then I guess I was not meant to have them in the first place.

I hope you all have a blessed Lent! "See" you all after Easter!

God Bless,
Katie

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