My dad does lapidary work–shaping and polishing stones–as a hobby. (We made sure he had hobby equipment when he retired a few years ago.) So I have an array of cross necklaces set with agate, petrified wood, sodalite, malachite, parrot wing. Even the names of the stones are beautiful.
As a Mennonite pastor, I don’t wear a collar or a robe or a stole. These necklaces from my dad have become my liturgical mantle. I enjoy choosing one each Sunday morning. Which one matches my clothing? Which matches my mood? Is it a Sunday for a big cross or a smaller cross?
But during Lent, I wear an old wooden cross with a worn cord. Every Sunday. Whatever I’m wearing. Whatever my mood. It’s the wooden cross.
This is not a big thing. And it is not my only thing. But it is one way that I try to set this time apart. To make things a little bit less about me. A little bit more about God. For just a little while.
What about you? What Lenten habits ground you? What disciplines have you accepted for this season?