To Lent or Not to Lent? Day 1 Journey of LESS for MORE


(Print by Marla Rae-Photo taken from Shari’s living room wall :))

Last year on Ash Wednesday, I got to hang with my Yada Yada sister Rachel at her Presbyterian Church. It was the first time I had ever received “the mark,” also known as the Imposition of Ashes and like a girl kissed on the cheek for the very first time, I didn’t want to wash my forehead for days.

You know when you’ve been waiting a long time, to get back to that broken, surrendered  place in God and it happens that’s where I wanted to stay that night. Stay with black markings, painted between my brows, reminding me that I am nothing without Him.

But I had to go. Had to get back to cooking the dinner, washing the  dishes and preparing for next days and I did-but I had been changed.

Not like Extreme Home-Makeover Edition, but more like, Clean House with Niecey Nasha deeper everyday solution had been realized.


Your girl needed a soul make-over and didn’t even know it. Got so use to looking at my sin that I couldn’t even see it as dirt. I had found prettier names for it like, “tired”, “stressed” or, “that’s just the way I am.”

I battled all day trying to determine what old thing in my life needed to be starved and what new area in my heart needed to be resurrected. I’m not hearing God say give up  or keep having coffee, sugar or TV.

I’m just hearing faint whispers of taking less to gain more.

I don’t know what that looks like. My 2014 Lent Map, is unclear and has several missing pages. All I know is that a heart surrendered, available in the madness and the mundane, ready to take care of its own dirt-is a great place to start.

Tonight my less to take is “needing to know” and my more to gain is “the process.”

Here we go!!


One thought on “To Lent or Not to Lent? Day 1 Journey of LESS for MORE

  1. Carolyn Evans says:

    Wow V you really pegged it. I have not been able to pin down the sacrifice. I did not get the mark this year. But it was suggested to me that, instead of this being a time of denial, turn it around and make it a time to reach out. Call or write family…..volunteer at some worthy cause. I thought it was a great idea. Do something to make me feel good and someone else too. By the time I woke up this morning, I realised that Christ did not take that the walk or hang on that tree in a happy, make him and those around him feel good kind of way. He willingly, gave up his life in a pretty bloody, agonizing way. No one watching thought what a wonderful guy this is. So kind and generous. No, this lent its time for me to do an internal root. Praise Christ till I cry, Hands in the air everyday . Remembering the Cross, no happpy, happy,. But definately JOYJOYJOY. For what he has done for me!

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