Peeking Under the Veil Early

Suppressing joy of instruments for Lent Bothers me more than I knew for I did not realize Even the bells had to be silenced. I love that sound Church is nothing without it Did not know it Until Lent Gave up chocolate Not easy for me, but needed to be ready And look what Christ sacrificed. Was chocolate that big When you think of His sacrifice? I certainly hope not. Peeking under the veil early, I think of that. And ponder it. Kept my reverence in the dark, Quelling my enthusiasm for the cross, the cup, The Christ. Readying myself for Easter. Rebirth. Regrowth. Rejuvenation. Resurrection. Suppressing joy of instruments hurts me but a little. Think of how Mary suffered, seeing her Son on the cross. But not yet. Sunday is soon enough. Unless you can abide it all week. Like the rest of us.