So there’s a choice for me to make. I can beat myself up about missing the last three days or I can move forward, finding my way through the rest of the reflections.
I choose to move on. If a religious discipline causes more stress, more anxiety, and more self-loathing then it misses the point. It ought to be given up.
So I hold my Lenten commitments loosely because that’s how I have to do it. I think life trumps Lent; it must give way to life. Certainly Lent can enhance life, but it can’t trump it.