An immediate qualification: I eat meat. I will admit that I am not crazy about meat, but I do enjoy it, in all its forms, including raw herring (the one meat choice my wife disapproves of). There is, however, something tragic about eating meat, about eating another living being, something that is alive in a way that is close to being human and alive in a different way than a plant. It makes sense that we can be uncomfortable about eating meat.
"But whatever our Lenten discipline this year ... the point and purpose remains: for all of us to allow brightness and liveliness to mark us and playfully to prepare us not just for Christ’s death and our own, but for the resurrection also."
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