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A perfectly imperfect start to Lent

I have plans for Lent, you know.  The ways I want it to look.  The things I feel God is calling me to, things to draw me closer to Him.  To order my days.

Two days into Lent and my days have been far from what I pictured. 

Yesterday, I dragged lovingly got my kids out of bed to get ready for mass.  I had to call my oldest down repeatedly.  He finally came down stairs, layed on the couch and said, "I'm sick."

The "Mother of the Year" in me  determined he must be faking . . . he just did not want to get up and get ready for mass.  So I still got them all ready for mass and we headed out the door.  By the end of mass, my oldest looked horrible.  We went straight to the car, talking to no one, and headed home.  He proceeded to lay on the couch all day.  No school. No Lenten prayers.  Just lazily allowing the boys to watch Magic School Bus most of the day.

 J threw up around 4 PM and minutes later, my 6 yr old started throwing up too.  Cleaning up vomit was NOT in my plans for Ash Wednesday.  Maybe day #2 would be better.  I would wake up when I wanted to and be ready for the boys;  exercised and prayed up all before the boys bounded down the stairs.

But this morning was far from what I envisioned.  I awoke to the sound of the gag reflex . . . . this time from our DOG!  I cleaned up the mess and crawled back under the covers . . . maybe if I hid under the covers, the day would magically start differently . . .

About a 1/2 hour later, I heard the boys' bedroom door open and listened to little foot steps come down the stairs.  It was my 4 -yr old, A.  He climbed into bed with me and asked to be cuddled.  And we talked.  Well, really, he talked. And talked. And talked.  And I listened.  And looked at his face.  And I knew that this is exactly how God wanted me to start this day. Connecting with this little soul in a special way. This Lent was starting exactly as it should.  In service and love to the souls that surround me.

 So far this Lent has been not been pretty, it has been ugly and just plain not fun . . . but that may be exactly where God is asking me to meet Him and draw closer to Him.

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  1. Oh Katie, I think you better brace yourself for a hard Lent!

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  2. Oh man - it can only get better right???? But I did the same thing this past summer when I dragged Leo to Hershey Park with a fever of 103.5. I didn't believe he was sick and thought he just was scared of the roller coasters! But it sounds like you made the best of it and just slowed down a little to enjoy your boys. I bet I could use a little of that too. But without the vomit... :)

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