And so it began. The season of Lent. You may have started this season with intention and gusto; enthusiasm and commitment; excited for the spiritual transformation that would happen within you as you stuck to this or that discipline you chose for Lent.

Not about a ton of things…only in one area of my life, really. That area is when I want to take care of myself above meeting others’ demands. A new committee formed in my congregation, for instance.

I, more than most people I know (at least it feels like), experience nostalgia frequently. For most of my life, it didn’t occur to me that my feelings of nostalgia could be negative in any way. What could be so dangerous about having a deep affection for beloved memories?

There has been a running theme in my last three blog posts that I just noticed and didn’t plan out in advance. As is often the case with my writing and sermons, the person I am most speaking to is myself. It is clear that slowing down is a message I need to hear these days.