Posted on 2/7/2018 5:00 AM By Tina Wilson
The best traditions bring us closer to God and one another.
Posted on 2/10/2016 8:17 AM By Mitch Majeski
I didn’t grow up Catholic but I do come from a long line of Polish Catholics. As a boy, this was the thrust of Lent — a Friday night fish fry for Jesus. And I love fish-n-chips. So, when our school cafeteria traded out meatloaf for fish sticks for six consecutive Fridays, I was pretty happy. But it was difficult to see the spiritual significance of it. As an adult, I find it is just as difficult. If any one does observe Lent, it seems they “give up” something that’s killing them anyway.
“That was a Mardi Gras for the books! (At least what I can remember.) Now, for Lent (because it’s important to Jesus), I’m giving up binge watching Netflix and bourbon.”
Let’s face it: Our self-justifying, self-righteous little hearts love rules — especially the ones that include a king cake and battered cod. We are capable of taking a season about remembering Jesus’ testing in the wilderness and turning it into a matter of menu choices.