Looks like I'm not finished after all.
Part 1: Mardi Gras
Part 2: Ash Wednesday
Part 3: Giving Shit Up
Part 4: No Meat
Part 5: Palm Sunday
Part 6: Holy Thursday
Part 7: Good Friday
Part 8: ...Saturday
Part 9: Easter Sunday
Part 10: The Ascension
Ascension
How is the ascension not a bigger deal than it is? For Catholics, Pentacost is like the victory lap. By the time we finish it, we've cooled down and don't really care anymore. Seriously, it's great Jesus came back on Easter and all, but they used to set up bells in graves. A guy turning out to not be dead after a couple days shouldn't've turned more heads than a guy transporting to Heaven* to be with God, his Dad. I never got the impression this was a private affair either. Not like he apparated in his sleep or something. People watched him go.
* Which was a new concept then, like really nice condos opening down the street
Maybe the response to the Ascension is like a spurned lover thing. Jesus left for Heaven, said he'd send you post cards, and told you he'd be right back for you. Instead, you find yourself left behind. Sure, his cousin, the Holy Spirit, comes and warms your heart, but it's not the same. Check the church once, sometime twice a week. You send him prayers all the time. You even go through old books in the bible trying to figure out what you did wrong. You vow to change yourself for him. Maybe if you make yourself what he wants you to be you'll be together again.
I don't know. Seems like a weak metaphor. Oh well, you know what they say about Pentacost: Only six months till Christmas.
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