Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.
I really enjoy the season of Lent. It’s a season of introspection and reflection on our mortality. A time for lament, a time for cleansing, a time for repentance (“repentance” means “change the way you think”). It’s full of all the existential and high-church sacramental stuff that really resonates with me. A common perception of Lent is that people give up something they like (chocolate, booze, swearing, coffee), piss and moan about it, and cheat after a week or two. But fasting is meant to be less about giving something up than it is to be about pausing and making room. Opening up liminal space in us, cutting out the noise. That’s what I’m going after for the next 40 days.