This morning a Facebook friend posted this nice little piece about the barren places of Lent. The author comments that we Americans aren't big on fasting, and that "we choose our Lenten sacrifices from a very short menu." I admit I seldom bother with "giving up something," because of that very thing: do I think I'm such an amazing Christian, giving up desserts till Easter? For Lent, I double-up on my devotional reading. But this piece reminds us how life thrives in the most empty places, which is difficult for us to remember amid our abundance.