Someone said to me today, in all sincerity, “Happy Lent!”
Lent is melancholy. Lent is about sacrifice and reflection.
I thought it was pretty amusing. Like saying, “Hey, happy Pearl Harbor Day!” or something.
If you have a “happy” Lent, you’re missing the point.
“Happy Lent” still isn’t as bad as my saying “er…you’ve got something on your forehead…”
My husband was once told “Happy Yom Kippur”
I was thinking of giving up not smoking for Lent, but then I realized all that Lent ever really meant to me was pancake dinners on Fridays. I can’t remember anything I ever gave up, even back when I actually believed.
My whole life is Lent, only with beer.
Lent used to suck for me, until the last few years, I hated almost all kinds of seafood (except tuna sandwichs), so I’d have omlets, waffles, pancakes, or tuna sandwiches. Of course now that I like a fair amount of seafood, it’s much easier and more enjoyable. Bring on the shrimp!
My God, people are dumb.
Sheesh. Will this person also be wishing you a happy Good Friday?
I know that this person, who is not religious at all, meant well. They just didn’t understand.
But all the Catholics at work were laughing about it …
“Yippee! Happy Lent!!!”
It’s a bit ridiculous.
So you are writing about inappropriate lenten moments and someone writes about how Lent used to suck because of the food but now it is enjoyable. I could be wrong but isn’t Lent about making a sacrifice?
Mike –
No, you’re not wrong. Lent is about making a sacrifice.
This was a post written in a rather whimsical tone, so I imagine some of my posters picked up on that and responded in kind.
But you are right. Lent is all about sacrifice.
Lent is about prayer, fasting and almsgiving as a means to conversion. All of which I suck at.
I wonder when my mom plans on creamed tuna on toast. I’ve gotta get some of that slop this year for sure!