One of my coworkers has given up swearing for Lent. My niece (2nd grade) was a little fuzzy on the concept...she didn't realize it was only 40-whatever days, she thought the giving-up thing lasted forever...so she was reluctant to give up candy or ice cream. She settled on giving up being mean to her brother.
Victor asked me what I was giving up. I told him that since I gave up being Catholic, it didn't seem to matter any more.
Honestly, I don't remember ever giving up anything for Lent. The parish I went to as a kid, a nice touchy-feely-liberal place, didn't stress the giving up of treats so much as the doing extra good. We had "rice bowls" that we filled with change; presumably that money went to buy food for the needy somewhere down the line.
Long after I quit going to church I still did the abstaining from meat on Friday thing, but now that I only eat meat a few times a month, seems like that would be pretty hollow.
When I realized I hadn't blogged since Tuesday, I thought about giving up blogging for Lent...by mid-April surely I'll have thought of a topic or two.
Posted by Nic at March 3, 2006 04:51 PM | TrackBack