We are in the midst of rediscovering Lent here. Throw in a drawn-out, yucky illness and apparently all things Lent go out the door (ok, ALL things this time around!). Perhaps my "penance" was the misery of illness. Still, I hate when I lose track and then the kids get off track. I am just now getting my voice back so we can proceed with Scripture reading and our Jesus tree as well as our sacrifice/good deeds jar.
One thing being so sick shoved in my face, aside from how much stuff we have, is how so very weak I am - both physically and spiritually. Physically, I am reminded that our life is but a breath; that one day I will not be so young. Spiritually, how easy it is to "forget" about prayer, to forget about my thanksgivings, to lose sight of my ultimate goal in life - heaven. But here I am, blessed to be reminded of all that, and given a chance to start anew.
What a wonderful, loving, merciful God we have!