too short!
When I became an Orthodox Christian twenty-one years ago, Lent seemed interminable. A few years later, with young children in tow and the aches and pains of pregnancies, the services and fasting seemed to stretch even farther into the horizon. Lent felt even more intense. I never thought I'd say that Lent was too short, but here I am saying just that: Lent is too short. Six weeks doesn't even scratch the surface. I've barely begun to do the soul-work that Lent demands! Now that the kids are older and we're committed to so many things, the forty days are a blur, and before we can even tire of lentils or peanut butter, we're cracking eggs after the midnight Pascha service and biting into hot, juicy lamb. It has been a good fast, though, a time to unplug from devices and reconnect to people. I've been keeping up with my psalter group's daily readings, but maybe not "keeping a guard over my mouth" as I ought, or staying patient amidst the da
