Lent 2025 - what a wow!

 Hello fam! 

Are you familiar with the walk of shame people take when they’re late for mass? That “yes, I know. Pretend I’m invisible. Don’t look at me. Focus on Fr” or the “Do these shoes really have to make these sounds this very minute?” walk? I feel like I always have to do an intro of shame each time I come back here after not posting in forever. We’re five months into this year and I haven’t been on here. Happy new year folks 😂🙈

I once brazenly came here and called Lent 2020 the “Lentiest” of them all. I was wrong. Forgive my young(er) self. She did not know better. She was speaking from a place with limited information. Listen guys, the Lenten seasons have once again gathered before the mirror of faith and 2025 has come out tops. 

Guys, I don’t know about you but this past Lent was just lit. It was so lit. I caught so much smoke. At some point I even started to wonder if God remembered that I was asthmatic. Like, whoooaaaah. Holy Spirit, are you sure you have the right address? Should I not perhaps resend. I was even prepared to resend proof of address that had been certified within the last three months. 

Lent 2025 took me to rough sections of this ghetto that is adulting. At this point you may think I’m being dramatic but, I’m not guys. We all know that going into Lent isn’t like going on holiday and we prepare ourselves for some level of ngowo. Mind you, I said some. Not the entire scene to be set at eloi eloi lama sabachthani. 

I learnt lessons that I wish I couldn’t have. Not because I didn’t need to but because maybe your homegirl isn’t strong enough. Or maybe I just wasn’t ready. As simple as that. On the positive, I guess it’s never a miss if you get to meet other parts of yourself. Even if they go against the very idea of who you thought you were all these years. 

I must say though that I take my hat off to Hope. Homegirl made me feel like a clown but, she held me down. If anything, this Lent renewed my contract with her…it sucked but I had Hope. I have Hope. I’m pretty sure Hope will be waiting for me tomorrow morning cheering me on to carry on.

I hope that your Lent was blessed. I hope that you still believe in the prayers you had during the fast. I hope that your faith was renewed. I hope that Hope comes through for you like she does for me…