Sometimes I am tempted to do the bare minimum. I look to see just how little I can do and still be able to count something as having been done. As a child, there was the question about how late (or how early) one could leave Mass and still be able to say it counted that you had attended Mass. Was it by the opening prayer? The first reading? The gospel? (We always concluded the gospel was the absolute latest we could arrive.)
Do you know how to pray? More and more over the last couple of years I have focused more on this notion of providing concrete ways to help with knowing how to pray. Today’s gospel provides a good outline for prayer. Ask. Seek. Knock.
For most of my life, I have not had to care much about what I eat. My metabolism was pretty fast, and so I did not gain any weight. Moreover, my life was active, and so I tended by burn calories. I know that when some people watched me eat, they resented that I could eat so much and gain so little. All of that changed when I turned 50. Suddenly I had to pay attention to my diet. My metabolism slowed and my gut grew. It was a moment when I had to make a decision.
I am a good person, right? I mean I do not murder, or steal, or commit any REALLY big sins, do I? So why do bad things happen to me? Since I aim to be a good person, why don’t you notice and DO something about it, God? Why do I have to experience these bad things? I mean, c’mon, I am really doing something here? I mean, look at what I am doing for Lent, after all?