Pride
Friends, we’re now in the first Sunday of the season of Lent. This season means a number of different things to different people depending on what kind of church you went to growing up, and what the folks around you did during Lent. For some of y’all, “Lent” means “no more chocolate”, and thus great sadness. For someone like my Dad, “Lent” means “Oh dear, that means we’re eating fish every Friday until April.” My Dad doesn’t like fish, so that’s bad news to him. For some of you, though, “Lent” means “go get a fish dinner every Friday at the Avon church,” which is good news! Because you like fish! To each their own. To some of you, “Lent” might not mean very much, because you don’t do much different this time of year. For others still, “Lent” means engaging in a book study, or daily scripture readings, or more prayer. Whatever Lent means for you, I hope that, over the next six weeks, we can shed what doesn’t help us grow, and deepen in what brings us closer to God. As for me...