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  • Shay Moriarty '25

My Lenten Journey

Lent is the 40 day time period in which Christian’s recall the events that lead to the death of Jesus Christ. Lent begins on Ash Wednesday and ends on Easter Sunday. If anyone were to ask me what Lent is, the middle school memories of “Totally Lent '' booklets and religion class would automatically resurface in my mind, and I would be able to formulate a religion textbook definition in a matter of seconds. The not so fond times of required mass every week and extra religion class still live as a reminder of Lent, but not in the same dreadful way my 6th grade self would have imagined.

It is safe to say that I was far from enthusiastic when Lent rolled around at my middle school. I despised the constant anxiety that I wouldn’t have a good enough Lenten promise or the dreadful, meatless Friday dinners. In my mind, Lent was just another way for my teachers and parents to tell me what to do.

However, my idea of Lent in recent years has blossomed from its rigid traditions into a time of year that draws me to reflect and show my gratitude for God, family, and the opportunities life creates for me.

My mindset on Lent has done a complete 360 now that I am able to make an active choice to celebrate Lent instead of being forced. At SI, I am not required to stay on my old strict schedule and follow specific directions on what I can and cannot do during Lent. Coming to SI gave me the opportunity to choose what path I take on my Lenten journey, or whether to take it at all. That opportunity made me realize what I value and gave me the chance to flourish in my faith through the season of Lent.

Shay Moriarty '25 is a Vol. 71 Contributing Editor

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