How's your lent going?
As I drove my daughter to school, thoughts entered my mind...oh, to be seventeen again. Not the seventeen I was, mind you, seventeen with all the knowledge I have right now. If I were “that seventeen,” I would rule the school and make the changes to correct all the previous life mistakes I’ve made! I’ve heard it said it’s never too late to be who you want to become, and I can start each day anew. Why am I so thick-headed and entrenched in my habits that beginning each day anew is just that, day one on the path over and over again? I feel as if my days are ebbing away faster and faster with each minute that passes. You would think that this might light a fire under me. Yet, I feel like my feet are stuck in molasses, making my steps slow, sticky, and incredibly difficult, my brain in a fog. Why isn’t my desire stronger than my bad habits? It’s the tenth day of lent already! I’ve fallen again! My lenten goals ...