I have problems with Lenten sacrifice.
(Perhaps I came to the notion too late?)
I do not think that God asks us to sacrifice chocolate or meat or music
in order to be worthy
of His Love.
This, I do not believe.
Sacrifice is not merely abstaining from meat . . .
. . . all the while knowing how good it will taste come Easter.
Would real sacrifice be a fast before a party?
(When my daughter is banned from her DS, she claims to be glad because she has reading to catch up on. )
Lent is not sacrifice.
God does ask us to sacrifice. To sacrifice and mean it. To sacrifice and take it.
To sacrifice and suffer with it. All the while continuing on, unsure if there will be respite in the end.
This sacrifice God wants us to endure.
How else do you explain Death?
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