I never
seem to have any trouble making it all the way through. The big trouble is
looking at the chocolate in the house the night before Ash Wednesday. That's
tonight.
I've got "stuff" in here. There's no way I can devour it all
before midnight without putting myself into a chocolate coma.
I've got little
candy miniatures (Hershey's, Milky Way, Kit Kat, you name it). I've got hot
chocolate mix pouches. I've got sugar-free chocolate syrup which I often
squeeze into my yogurt for a treat. Chocolate cookies? I must have some of
those, too, around here. And I've got a few leftover Valentine candy
"bargains" from the marked down cart the day after that holiday.
I wrote one
post two years ago about my reasons for doing this, "Lent and
Chocolate," at this link. It probably explains better in that post than I
can now.
Well, Lord
Jesus, I'll go have one or two wee pieces, and then it's done until Easter. You
suffered so much for us. This is just one small way in which I can keep
reminding myself this Lenten season of that suffering. It cannot compare to
what you did. But it's a start.
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