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Tree hugging and queer reflecting (Lent 2022)

The 40 days of Lent can be awfully long if you're trying to do something (or not do something) every day.  Here are a couple of things I found this year which I thought I might actually be able to keep up with.  One has a very small action each day, and the other is something to read and think about - but only on Sundays, until you get to Holy Week.

Get Outside in Lent


Christian environmental charity A Rocha has provided six weeks of ideas to get you and your family outside in Lent.  The PDF is here: https://bit.ly/ECGetOutsideforLent.  There are six activities each week (and yes, the first one really is "Hug a tree") and a suggestion for a celebration and prayer on Sundays.  

The logical way to do six weeks seems to be to start next Monday, but then the final Sunday is Easter Sunday.  So I guess you could also start today (or tomorrow) and finish on the Thursday before Easter.  There are no dates, making it pretty flexible.

Ashes to Rainbows: A Queer Lenten Devotional


Unbound, a Christian social justice journal, offers two series of devotions for Lent.  I'm reading the 2020 one, Ashes to Rainbows, written by LGBTQIA+ people of faith and allies.  The other is Disabling Lent: An Anti-Ableist Lenten Devotional.

Both include reflections for Ash Wednesday, each Sunday of Lent, and every day of Holy Week - so not a whole lot of reading until you get to the end.  I think these are likely to challenge some of my assumptions about faith, as I hear from different perspectives.


Are you doing, reading, or listening to anything new this Lent?  Let me know!

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