Every Lent my Dad and Mom put up what would eventually become our Easter tree......
The Lenten tree represented Christ's 40 days spent in the desert. It was a quiet, simple, and thoughtful time. A period of time where the nuns at school advocated giving up something that would be a challenge.
Most often we were encouraged to give up sweets, or a favorite drink.
My Dad and Mom had a different take on it.....I was encouraged to make an effort to help someone else...service was the name of the game.
It was not all about me, and what I was giving up, it was about helping others. Sometimes it was harder to give up my Saturday or after school time, than it was to give up Chocolate!
I still use the same branch that my Dad and Mom used....they brought it home from a walk near Half Moon Bay....in 1948!
It was stored as lovingly as their Christmas Tree.....wrapped and tucked carefully away, brought out once a year.
It's a tradition that I continued with my girls.....when they woke up Easter morning the tree had been transformed to a tree celebrating new life!
Have you given any thought as to how you might help someone else?