How did I remember today is Ash Wednesday?
This last weekend I had brunch with my Jewish family. While at the table, Rosie asked me what I was doing for Lent. I had to ask her when it was.
Then all things Catholic floated out of my mind.
Then this morning, when I got off the train at Grand Central, I was reminded of what today was by the bible thumping evangelical woman who graces commuters with her presence at least three times a week. She is consistenly there every Tuesday morning.
The only reason she reminded me is because today she was preaching (which is a nice mixture of singing and shouting) that the only way is through Jesus. Not Mary. Not the Pope.
Well, in conclusion, thanks to all who reminded me today was Ash Wednesday. However, I think this year, this lapsed Catholic is going to sit this one out and maybe eat steak.
