You know how some holidays just require you to *do* something? Not necessarily in a bad way – On Christmas, you have your traditions – maybe Midnight mass, then opening presents in your jammies the next morning and steamy cups of hot chocolate while you watch movies all day? On New Year’s Day, maybe you watch the Rose Bowl parade and then gather your peeps for all Football, All day. On Canada Day, we wear red and white, maybe have a BBQ, and then watch fireworks. All I’m sayin’ is, there are about eleventy thousand ways to celebrate holidays – whatever “holidays’ mean to you.

Today is March Forth and Do Something day. Get it, March forth on March 4th? I didn’t make that up, but seems like an excellent way to get up to some shenanigans, amiright?

You could take it as marching orders (ha! See what I did there?), to go on a hike with your family. It looks lovely in Cambridge today, especially to go outside and enjoy the sunlight. You could take it as a nudge to do something you’ve been putting off, like, say, backyard poop patrol, now that the snow is melting and revealing the true devastation of the mine field out there. You could take it as encouragement to do a good deed for someone. Make some cinnamon rolls, send a thinking of you card to someone you haven’t seen in a while (thanks, COVID), put some peanuts out for the critters of the yard.

I mean, you don’t NEED a special day to go on a hike or do poop patrol or do a nice thing, but sometimes you do need that external inspiration to give you a shove in the right direction.

This Lent, may I be mindful of where I can do good works every day.