I wore my shirt, tie and socks with the polka dots on Good Friday for nails in hands and feet.
On Saturday, I wore all black, because it was dark in the tomb and the people were sad.
Today, I’m wearing my suit with the white pinstripes, a white shirt, a white bow tie and white suspenders to remember that I’m washed clean.
I haven’t been to church since Christmas and I didn’t give up anything for Lent this year either.
I don’t always do the nicest things or speak the sweetest words.
But I do try to show up in the right spirit every once in a while.