The early process
Involved the identification of
A problem
A deficit
Strategies to resolve it
Embracing a particular goal.
I made a big effort at the beginning
Some early success
Mixed with
Reward
Benefit
Fulfilment
Then celebrated the process.
“Lent is a blessing on the road to self-improvement.”
Life took over.
Early success
Transformed into failures of all sizes
Teaching a greater lesson
Accompanied by feelings of futility
As if I should have known
This lesson
All along.
I reveal my folly anew
Each Lenten season.
Near the end
The initial goal died,
Good intentions
Swallowed by my predictable humanity
A condition I could not tame or shake.
I’m now anticipating Holy Week then Easter
All will be made new somehow.
I will try again next year.
Perhaps something must die,
Work itself into a mess
For Easter (or God?) to be waiting
Ready to renew
Revive
Resurrect
My willingness to
Let go.
I love this, Nancy. I love that you still try every year. That’s the real meaningful part. ❤️