The Bearded Iris

A Recalcitrant Wife and Mother Tells All

Day One of Lent… FAIL.

A haiku about my first day of Lent:

Geri brought trail mix
Bible Study, Ash Wednesday.
YUM! Forgot to fast.

I recognize that many people blow their Lenten promises at some point or another. Otherwise there wouldn’t be iPhone Apps like Lent Tracker and iConfess. But really, for me to fail by 10 in the morning, on day one, in front of my bible study group and our Director of Adult Faith Formation? Really? That’s impressive, even for me.

It’s not Geri’s fault. Poor thing is diabetic and over the age of 59… she doesn’t have to fast. She has an exemption. Geri was just trying to share her nutritious snack… she didn’t mean to play the role of evil temptress. But for me, having that trail mix on the table during bible study class was like seating Charlie Sheen in between two hookers at a titty bar: expect some grabbing, okay?

It wasn’t like I intentionally broke my fast out of weakness… I just plumb forgot. Damn fetal alcohol syndrome.

You’d have thought I would have noticed that Geri and I were the only ones eating the trail mix. But no. I didn’t.

You’d have thought that seeing all those black ashy crosses smeared on the foreheads of my teacher and peers would have been a constant reminder that “now is the appropriate time” for fasting and weeping and mourning. But nope. Nada.

That sure was some tasty trail mix! I nibbled on it throughout the entire class.

Not until later that day when The Gatekeeper was telling me what a great job he had done with his fasting did I make the connection and do the “I shoulda had a V8!” head thump. “OMG. I forgot to fast.”

And just like any diet, once I realized I had blown it, all bets were off. The rest of my Lenten promises went right out the window. I was eating Betty Crocker frosting out of the can with a spoon by the time the kids were in bed. Dammit.

Of course, making disparaging comments about the homoerotic and violent artwork in my children’s Catholic Picture Bible probably ain’t earning me any bonus points with God either. Sure hope He’s as merciful of a God as the Good Book says.

Luckily, I talked to one of my best bible buddies today and confessed my sins and she told me she didn’t even notice me going to town on the trail mix. Then she reminded me that the whole point of fasting is to be in solidarity with those who are hungry. “So what if you blew it on day one, just do it on day two, or three, or whenever!” No wonder I like that girl.

Alrighty then. Let’s try this again, shall we? Day two of Lent…

Is it 5:00 yet?

Dang.

Bartender, another round please.

 

Sincerely and with apologies to my forbearing bible study sisters,

Iris

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5 Comments

  1. I too failed early regarding my Lenten promise. Completely out of will power and rolling papers, I opened the dresser drawer in my hotel room to unveil the best of all books, left by the best of all “giddy” ones. Using my switchblade knife, I cut out my favorite prayer from the book of Mathew…It measured 4″ x 2.5″…Ezy-wider, forever and ever, Amen.

  2. On Failure:

    “I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.
    Bill Cosby (1937 – )”

    Keep going and you’ll do it.
    >:}

  3. You’re in a bible study group? Oh my god, this is surely a sign of the apocalypse.

  4. Can I just say how amused I am that you used the terms “Bible Study Group” and “titty bar” in the same sentence?? BAHAHAHAHAA!! I’m new to your blog and I am loving it!

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