A Wartime Passover and Easter
This is Chapter 4 of Discovering Joy, a devotion-style quarantine diary I'm posting chapter-by-chapter on Wattpad during the coronavirus self-isolation.
Holy Week feels strange this year. I'm used to the bustle of planned Easter egg hunts, baskets filled with goodies, and pastel everything. I'm used to the deprivation of Lent*, the solemn assemblies on Good Friday, the light-filled church service on Sunday, and the laughter of large family gatherings after church.
(*For the record, I'm Protestant, but my mother's side of the family is Catholic, so traditions like Lent are a part of our extended family's larger celebration.)
I used to think of some sins as horrible, but others as more “acceptable.” It’s a common misperception: “Well, I may have done this, but at least I’ve never done that!” Some years ago, I realized that I viewed the issue incorrectly.
Clearing Away the Old Dirt
When I struggle to uproot an old stump, I learn about the process of uprooting ungodly habits in my life.
Question: In your experience, what practical steps can be taken to break ungodly habits?
Hebrews 12:1 (abbreviated)
Some years ago, my family decided to begin celebrating the Jewish feast of Passover—not simply the day of the feast, but also the entire week. This meant a full 7 days of eating absolutely no pork products (like pepperoni or sausage) or leaven (like yeast or baking soda).
None of my life has gone the way it was "supposed to go," but I don't love my life any less because of the hardships and new directions. I see so much unexpected good in it, and I want others to see the good in theirs.