An unexpectedly sweet day
For the last few weeks, I have been struggling to overcome my desire to eat loads of candy and sweets as part of my Lenten sacrifice. If you’re a regular Just Frances reader—or if you know me at all—you will know that giving up sweeties is a fairly major undertaking.
Still, my heart and soul have been committed to the sacrifice and I have been (mostly) happy that I made the decision to alter my eating habits in an effort to strengthen my relationship with my Saviour.
Of course, now that Easter (and the end of Lent) is just a couple of days away, I have started to allow myself to begin stockpiling goodies for a massive binge session after Easter Mass.
And it would seem that others are getting involved in the act of preparing me, too! Something I wasn’t expecting but that has warmed my soul greatly!
Today, I was blessed to have received two parcels. One this morning from friends in the Highlands and another this afternoon from my folks back home.
The first was a wee box of “old fashioned” sweets with a note explaining that they were meant to help me break my Lenten fast. The second was a large box filled with loads of different Easter candies, some Camp Fire mints, saltines, and loads of other goodies from the Homeland.
I am so excited about all of these lovely goodies and I can’t wait to tuck into them come Easter Sunday.
Though I admit that the best thing about these unexpected sweet treats is less about the contents and more about the joy I’ve found in my heart as they’ve reminded me that no matter how down I may feel sometimes (and with the anniversary of Paul’s death just around the corner, I’ve really been feeling down) I have family and friends around the world who love me. (And I love them, too!)
Now the hard part is going to be making it through the next couple of days without cheating. Must. Stay. Strong.