My Lent 2019 Book List Plans

Is this the year you really want to dive into Lent? Do you want to come out of this Lenten Season and truly feel that you've had a small share of living in the desert with Christ for 40 days? I know that I do. Maybe it's an upcoming birthday that's making me have more of a now-or-never type of attitude towards Lent. Or maybe I just acutely feel the necessity of truly modeling this for my children, and living it with my husband. Whatever it is, these are the books and resources I'm going to use this Lent to really LIVE the season from Ash Wednesday all the way through to Easter Vigil. Look them over. If something looks helpful to you, use it. If it inspires you, go with it. I hope all of these bless and encourage you.

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The brotherhood

Last night my four sons did just what I have always hoped and dreamed they would do... they stuck up for each other!!

It started when a new 10-year-old troublemaking-kind of kid went scooting down the street on a scooter that looked remarkably like the one Calvin made. No doubt about it, that was his Frankenscooter - there just couldn't have been another one like it in existence. Sam asked if he could see it and this new kid said unequivocally, "NO!" When Sam ran at him however, he dropped the scooter and Sam and Calvin got a closer look. Yep, same square headed screw, same pieces parts, our scooter.

The kid, being a little ticked off at having been discovered as both a thief and a liar decided to disrupt the ball game my boys were having, grabbing the ball or pushing people whenever he felt like it. When all 202 pounds of 6 foot Calvin decided he had had just about enough, the kid once more took off down the street. In the meantime, 6-year-old Noah, who has just mastered the art of the training wheels this summer was making a tenuous yet successful treck on his bicycle down the sidewalk. The bully walked right up to him and gave him a big shove and Noah fell hard to the sidewalk scraping his elbow. He started to cry.

For Gabe, good little, soft hearted Gabe, that was it. Nobody messes with HIS little brother. And without thinking or caring he took off after the bully and caught him, only to be rewarded with a painful punch to the arm. Gabe didn't let that stop him though. He started smacking this kid, soon to be followed by Sam, and "gulp" Calvin. 3 against 1 in defense of little Noah.

Of course the kid screamed foul, but his mama didn't see it that way when my husband went over to tell her. Turns out at 9:00 this kid was 4 hours over his curfew anyway and she didn't even know for sure where he was. She made him apologize which he did albeit defiantly and with great reluctance.

But what made my mother's heart proud was that for all the bickering and name calling these four boys do at home, when they are out in the world they really are one for all and all for one. I slept a bit easier last night knowing that.

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