Holy Week

Some years I feel in tune with Holy Week. Not this year. I haven't been good at keeping up with my Lenten discipline (this year I was trying to remember my friends in prayer every day, and somehow it is so much harder to remember to do something than it is to remember to avoid something). Joel and I are trying to sort some things out, and I haven't really been as kind as I should be in our discussions. I somehow missed doing any of the reading that I wanted to for Lent (it is Good Friday, and yet I still haven't read T.S. Eliot's Ash Wednesday).

Thank goodness Easter season comes whether I am ready for it or not.

I am now off to read John Donne's Good Friday poem, as is my tradition every Good Friday.