If you're an adult -- or, more specifically, an adult who prides himself (or herself) on being exhausted virtually all of the time -- do NOT buy yourself a pair of sweatpants.
At some point or other, we have all thought about giving up. No matter what the task it, we get to a point where we can no longer see the light at the end of the tunnel. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to make it to the finish line.
So what could a justice-oriented Lent look like? What would it look like if instead of passing up a Snickers bar, we passed on the love of Christ by feeding our neighbors who don't have the luxury of turning down food?
The worst thing you can ever do is give up. Acting is such a tough business to break into that my friend was about to give up, but just a few nights ago, I watched from my living room as she performed on the Tony Awards.
While I've quit believing that love is enough, that people are who they seem to be, and that there are people who don't hurt you intentionally, I haven't quit believing that we're all born good.
