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It's ash Wednesday today. I am recalling the past quaranteen of sweetly goods and coffee sprees I curbed way back when. I remember sitting in a church pew with a ahum? ...what shall I give up this year? followed by a pensive thought. Can I survive
forty days without? I smile when I think of the doggy zest I owned way back when. I was young and believed it was the way to go. I am not criticizing those who still advocate this way as an act of love for the sake of their faith. I am just saying that I began to see that there were other ways of contributing to those forty days before the great Easter resurrection. I could donate my time in helping others in ways that benefited those around me. So this year I chose to invite to diner all those I know who live alone and don't get a proper meal. Trust me there are a few in my neighborhood alone. I've made a large pot of sauce with home made meatballs. It's pasta night for Aldo ( God's recipient)and I. For dessert I made tira- mi- su, and coffee as an optional. We'll enjoy the bounty God gave us engage in conversation and I won't have to hear this old man express to my husband in private "you know I'm looking for ways to keep my brain in working." He is
eighty years of age, lives alone and doesn't eat much on his own. Next week, there will be another recipient, God will. For me Lent is a time of reflection and gathering with grace. Try and think of what it is that you own as a gift to others. Then go and bear God's fruit with hands open wide. It's not about giving up things, it's about enriching the lives of those who need it most. Go to it...
whoever you are, if you read this
I hope you enjoyed,
a day in the life of
"Mystic Rose" xoxo
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