Lent is a season that calls for repentance; lent is a period where holy souls purify their wretched anatomy torn apart with mortal sin; lent is a time for countless to take a step back from evil and a step forward to God.

Lent is everything described above, but lent to me is no more than a burning candle waxing away in the looming darkness.

I dream of embracing sin as a child, to reprimand its misdeeds at my freewill, to chide it for misguiding my actions and to swallow the Prince of Darkness at my command.

My dream remains-no more than a figment of illusions-but mistakes aren’t until they are. You can’t fault yourself before you even commit the error. Life is such and it is never too late. I curse under my breath silently now as anger seethes through my disembodied spirit because God calms the storm, even if it brews within me,

Lent calls forth alms giving-the work of charity-and this year I am working with Pathlight to teach autistic kids the way scouts live their lives. I know it doesn't count that this is part of CCA and everything commenced even before Lent but I'm channeling this work fully to God and as his blessed child, these deeds represent my humble offerings.

Lent includes fasting and although I am not a fan of food, it's rather hard to forsake meal times. Instead, my fasting comes off as sacrifices in the following ways. This is probably too late to be considered a good lent but better late than never:

1) I will stop ________ (sorry this is private)

2) I will spend about 5-10 minutes in prayer each night, regardless of how sleepy I am

3) Attend more ZJ sessions (will carry on from Lent)

4) Read the bible from cover to cover

Number 4) is going to be really taxing; I have decided to put God's word before everything else i.e. I will stop indulging in watching HIMYM, youtube (not too much at least), etc. and spend time reading the bible. To be frank, I have never really read it from cover to cover, only glancing at certain key lines of the bible brought up during catechism/sessions.

Lent calls for prayer. And today I pray, with those voices that hum along Bieber's, that my spiritual life can grow deeper, amidst the troubles of the world.

I feel so troubled today, and those 'feeble excuses' I gave you, those were words of a dying man...