Lenten Reflections: A Creative Way to Reflect This Lent

Hello friends,

I have come up with a list of “lenty” words that I alongside possibly you can reflect on every day this Lenten season. Inspired by some artists on social media doing a drawing a day during October, I thought, what a fun and creative way to dive into Lent accompanied by the daily readings to draw closer to our Lord during this intimate season. Whether you’re an artist that wants to do a drawing a day or a poet who wants to write a poem a day or a photographer who wants to take a photo everyday or just anyone who just wants to chew on a word everyday. This list is for you.

Here, I’ve included the list of all 46 days, from Ash Wednesday to the end of the Triduum (and yes, I know Triduum is a separate season but I included it anyway).

As I’ve mentioned, all of these words are words taken from either the daily readings that follow this year’s readings for Mass and/or have “lenty” feels to it.

I pray that through this list of reflections, you and I both, and whomever may join us will find ourselves at the feet of our Lord this Lent, falling deeper in love and adoration with him.

May God bless you and keep you.

Free downloadable pdf version of the Lenten reflections down below

2025 LENTEN REFLECTIONS

Sundays are marked with *

  1. (Ash Wednesday) Ashes

    1. What is heavy on your heart this season of your life?

  2. Cross

    1. What does your cross look like right now?

  3. Sacred Heart

    1. What part of the Sacred Heart draws you in?

  4. Path

    1. What does the path the Lord has you on look like? Is it rocky? Is it smooth? What makes it that way?

  5. Stone*

    1. What is a stone in your heart that’s heavy for you to carry and bring to the Lord? 

  6. Fire

    1. What needs to be pruned from your life or burnt away from your life? What’s separating you from the Lord?

  7. Temptation

    1. What is tempting you? What you struggling with?

  8. Hear

    1. What do you hear the Lord telling you?

  9. Door

    1. What door do you desire the Lord to open for you right now? Why do you think it’s closed?

  10. Reconcile

    1. What do you need to reconcile right now? Is there someone you need to reconcile with? What’s holding you back?

  11. Love

    1. What parts of yourself do you love? What parts of yourself do you find hard to love? Why? You are loved. 

  12. Mountain*

    1. What feels like a mountain in your life right now? Is it hard to climb? Impossible? Easy but long? 

  13. Overflowing

    1. Where in your life do you see the Lord overflowing love and grace into it?

  14. Burden

    1. What burdens are you carrying? Have you given them to the Lord? Why or why not?

  15. Dreams

    1. The Lord desires to hear your dreams out of his deep love for you. What are you dreams? Give them to the Lord. 

  16. Repent

    1. Have you gone to confession lately? Do you plan to go? A part of repentance and confession is healing — what part of you needs healing? God is the Divine Physician, prayer can lead to healing. You got this.

  17. Cornerstone

    1. What is your favorite prayer? Is it like a cornerstone of your faith?

  18. Feast

    1. What is your favorite meal? Imagine sharing that meal with the Lord. Ask him all your questions, enjoy his presence, and dwell in your time together. 

  19. Fig Tree*

    1. What has been fruitful in your life lately? Say a prayer of thanksgiving. 

  20. Hillside

    1. What are you fearful of? Are those fears easy or hard to give over to the Lord? Pray, “Jesus, I trust in you, take care of everything.”

  21. Holy Spirit

    1. What is your relationship with the Holy Spirit? Call upon him to guide you in this prayer. 

  22. Fulfill

    1. What is one of the ways you fill your cup? How does it fulfill you? 

  23. Speak

    1. If you could sit down with the Lord in the desert, what would you ask him? What does his voice sound like? What is it like hearing him speak? How does he make you feel?

  24. Lord Our God

    1. Sit with the title of Jesus as our Lord. What do you still need to give Jesus lordship over in your life? 

  25. Mercy

    1. What is your favorite council you’ve received from a priest in confession? Why is it your favorite? 

  26. Run*

    1. The father runs to meet the prodigal son in the parable today, simply imagine the Father running to you and giving you a hug. 

  27. Live

    1. What makes you feel fully alive? 

  28. Water

    1. What is life-giving to you right now?

  29. The Hour

    1. Does death scare you? While death is a mercy, it is also scary. What habits need to die this season to bring new life? 

  30. Lamp

    1. What gifts and talents has the Lord given to you?

  31. Hands

    1. Imagine the Lord’s hands stretching out to you, take his hands, and be with him for a moment. 

  32. House

    1. What does the house of your heart look like? Clean? Messy? A bit of both? Is Jesus there? Mary? Any saints? 

  33. Center*

    1. What is the center of your life? Is the it the Lord? Is it not? 

  34. Light

    1. What parts of your heart live in the light? What parts are in the dark?

  35. Sent

    1. What has the Lord placed on your heart to speak out to people about? 

  36. Free

    1. What has the Lord previously freed you from? What do you feel enslaved to currently? 

  37. Word

    1. What is your word of the year? Phrase of the year? Has it come into play? How so?

  38. Remain

    1. Just sit with God for a moment. 

  39. Purify

    1. What parts of you still need to be purified? 

  40. (Palm Sunday) Palms*

    1. Reflect on what it must’ve been like to see Jesus enter Jerusalem on Palm Sunday. What is the tone of the crowd? How do you feel?

  41. Flail

    1. Reflect on the scars of Jesus, our sins caused him pain. Let yourself feel sorrow and contrite for your previous sins and your sinful ways now. 

  42. Crown of Thorns

    1. What ails your mind? Give that to the Lord. 

  43. (Spy Wednesday) Coins

    1. What lies about yourself or about the world or other people are you believing in?

  44. (Holy Thursday) Body, Blood, Soul & Divinity

    1. Reflect on the beauty of the Mass, what the Lord did for us to have an opportunity to receive him everyday if we desired. 

  45. (Good Friday) Nails

    1. What parts of your heart do you need to nail to the cross as Jesus is nailed to the cross? 

  46. (Holy Saturday/Easter Vigil) Candles

    1. Where do you need hope in your life? Invite the Lord to bring light into the darkness like hope does to despair. 

Lord, Grant Me the Grace

I had a rough night the other night.

The lies of satan, the thief of joy, were loud and proud and felt like they swallowed me whole out of nowhere during a regular early-morning baby feeding.

It pains me to admit that I despaired. I totally gave into satan’s lies about almost everything. And truthfully, I’m not sure what brought this on. We had a very productive and fun Friday — both Rick and I got some work done and then we spent the evening at my sister-in-law’s having dinner and playing games with the kids. Because we lived with them for a brief stint last year, it felt like we were home. It was a good day. So the total storm that hit later on that night was a complete surprise and knocked me off my feet.

I believed his lies about who I am, what the Lord is charging me to do in my vocation as a wife and mother, what gifts the Lord has given me, that I was undeserving of the gift of my husband and the gift of my daughter. I believed the loud declarations in my head that I wasn’t doing enough and I wasn’t enough for my family. I believed that any mental health issues I have defines who I am and should’ve cautioned me against marriage and having children. I believed that I was ugly and useless.

The day after, I sat at my desk, preparing for confession because we had planned to go later that day. One of the questions my examination asked me was if I had despaired of God’s mercy (thinking I am beyond the healing mercy of God). My heart sank in sadness because last night was definitely that.

It could’ve been a combination of things but I know that I’ve struggled with this plenty of times in the past. I have deep mental health issues that are stories for later days but last night was heavy on mental health. And a constant war that I fight is this one: believing I am beyond God’s mercy.

Yes, I know intellectually that I am not beyond God’s mercy. But something that I’m learning about my mental health issues is sometimes (ok, most of the time) feeling overwhelms intellect. I can know something but my feelings are just so large and heavy that it’s difficult to move past them. Before marriage and having a family of my own, mental illness was a cross that seemingly only impacted me. Yes, it was difficult and all-consuming at times but at least back then, it was just me. I could crawl into the dark hole I’d create in my room and weather the storms. However, in marriage, in motherhood, I cannot do that. Well, I can, but that would make my marriage crumble and I’d be neglecting my child. So recently, when these moments of despair hit, I’ve noticed the way that it effects my husband and my daughter…and it pierces my heart. It brings on great sorrow to see how it effects them. Lately, I’ve been going to the Lord, quite honestly, and asking him to take this cup away from me. The bitterness being too much.

Truthfully? I don’t want this cross anymore. It effects my family too much. It effects my ability to be a wife and a mother. And that’s what I told the Lord after the waves hit and I was just floating in the consequences of my words and actions early that morning. I don’t want this particular cross anymore.

But I don’t get to choose.

So what now?

As I read over and over again my examination, trying to dig deeper into whatever wound, whatever scar, whatever dark corner of my heart this despair was coming from, I asked the Holy Spirit, “What can I do?”

I don’t know if I’ll ever live a life without struggling mentally but I don’t want to settle for despair. I don’t want to continue to allow satan’s lies to win me over.

What can I do?

What prayer can I say?

Lord, grant me the grace.

It’s a simple prayer that I picked up from Cameron Fradd, someone who has her own slew of sufferings. The way she describes how she uses this prayer is so small, so brief, so light, but so powerful. I don’t know what is to come about in my life, what healing, what crosses. I can only hang onto the Lord and take everything moment by moment.

So that’s what I’ll do.

His love is so deep, so fierce, so powerful. It hurts me to think I am often blinded to how vast his love is for me. I don’t want to doubt his healing. I don’t want to doubt his love. Maybe for the rest of my life, I might struggle with mental illness, but that’s on this side of Heaven. He loves me and knows me — he knows what can work toward my salvation, not me. While it may be momentarily bitter, the life to come is so so so sweet. I can hold onto that.

So in every moment moving forward, I want this to be held in my heart: Lord, grant me the grace.

Also, shoutout to my wonderful husband who has walked with me so graciously in my mental health journey. He is so patient with me, especially in my lowest moments, and so loving. I am so grateful for him! The Lord knows that his heart would love me so specifically well especially when I need it the most. Love you, Ricky Bob!

Jesus, Mary & Joseph,

pray for us!

Pax,

Delaine

Mary, Mother of God, Help Me!

My daughter is sick with what we think is her first cold. Other than gnarly cough, Penelope is just as smiley as her usual herself. However, a night or so ago, I was up with her around midnight when she started coughing a little more aggressively. As a first time mom, my anxiety was through the roof. After making sure she was breathing just fine and funnily enough, she was smiling at me after coughing, I stormed into our bathroom to get some steam going for her.

All the while, I was begging for Our Lady’s intercession. Not out of my own intention (but maybe the Holy Spirit’s), Penelope was baptized on November 19th, the Feast Day of Our Lady of Divine Providence. So I was praying hard, invoking all the different names of Mama Mary. I asked Our Lady to comfort Penelope, to hold her, to ask her Son to heal her. Amongst my anxious prayer, I asked the Lord for forgiveness for not turning to his Mother as often as I should.

I said, honestly, “I don’t know how to go to you, Mother. I trust you, but I don’t know how to go to you.” and I continued to ask the Lord, “Lord, help me love your Mother because by loving your Mother, I know I love you.” and so on, “Lord, help me know your Mother so I can know how to be a mother.”

Insecurities kind of come with the new mom territory, I suppose, but I realized something during that prayer. And I don’t say the following to bash anyone or to say mistakes were made, I truly believe my parents were making the best decision they could at that time. I realized that because my mom was working so much when I was younger (she’s a graveyard shift nurse and up until more recently, she worked 6 days a week) that I don’t have a really good grasp on motherhood because I don’t have an expanded example of what motherhood looks like. While I appreciate my mother’s sacrifice, it stung as I stood in my steamy bathroom, holding my smiley but sickly baby girl.

So I stood there, rocking Penelope, praying and asking the Mother of God, our Heavenly Mother, to guide me. I asked the Holy Spirit to help increase my love and desire for this relationship. As I continued to pray, I felt consoled knowing my prayers weren’t going unanswered. It’s not that Penelope’s cough went away or that she was totally calm (eventually she did just fall asleep, praise God!) but it was because I was pondering on why God would give us Our Lady and what a beautiful gift she is.

“Behold, your mother!” John 19:27

Today is the Solemnity of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God. What a beautiful day, friends. During Mass, as I held my snoozing baby, it dawned on me that my greatest tool to continue toward sainthood, to continue to grow in holiness in this new year, for me, is to grow in my relationship with our Heavenly Mother. Jesus did not stutter in his last few words; he was not scrambling or scatterbrained. He meant it. Behold, your mother!

I am confident that if I can grow in my relationship with Our Lady, that I can learn to serve better, pray better, and love better. For Our Lady is the Mother of all vocations. She leads us to the Son. As Father said today in his homily, “No one loved Jesus more than Mary.” How can I deny that example? How can I not want to turn to her and ask her for her guidance on how to be a wife and mother?

What a beautiful faith we have. God does not leave any stone unturned. If we’re honest enough with ourselves, where we lack, where we need to grow, where we are sorrowful, where we are broken, where we are lost, we can find every answer in God. For he knows us, and loves us. So it’s no mistake.

My mother wasn’t and isn’t perfect. She loves me, yes. She has done and still does so much for me, yes. And Penelope will probably say the same about me in the future. I hope to show Penelope that even though I may fall short as her mother, our Heavenly Mother is always there, always willing to hear the prayers of her children, always wanting to guide us to her Son.

This is my hope and my prayer for this next year…that I turn to Our Lady in my very vocation, in my day to day life, to ask her for her guidance, protection, example, and intercession so I can lead my wonderful family to sainthood and to Heaven.

Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! Happy Solemnity of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God!

Jesus, Mary & Joseph,

Pray for us!

Pax,

Delaine

Can I Accept That I Need Jesus?

My husband, Rick, and I recently welcomed our first little baby girl, Penelope Joy, into the world in October! I’ve been asked many times how I’m doing and while there is certainly truth to when I smile and say, “Good! Tired but good.” there is still something hidden underneath all of that.

As good ole Delores Umbridge makes Harry Potter state, “I must not tell lies” — motherhood is hard. It’s harder than I expected. Things don’t come as naturally as I thought they would. I don’t feel joyful 24/7. In fact, with all the fluctuating hormones, catching mastitis a couple of times, and the sleep deprivation, I feel quite ugly a lot of the times.

Let me first backtrack: Our delivery story is one I’d like to eventually share here but it wasn’t exactly what we had planned. Rick and I “planned” (because you can only plan so much) to have our baby as naturally as possible. We knew that something could change and that would alter our plans and we were okay with that. Three and a half to four weeks before our due date, we were told by our doctor that we were on a good track to have an unmedicated, natural birth. I wasn’t dilated at all…so we went home thinking we had 3ish - 4ish more weeks to prepare for baby girl. Much to our surprise, 3 weeks and 1 day before our due date, we delivered little Penelope Joy via emergency c-section. Side note: Our medical team that early morn deserves big batches of Christmas cookies because they were awesome and sooooo helpful.

It was traumatic.

I wouldn’t trade it for the world because both Penelope and I are safe and healthy and I’d do it again if I had to.

Being cut open (sorry for the frankness), trying to nurse my newborn (if you’re a nursing momma, you know — ouch), experiencing different and intense levels of pain and/or discomfort every time I’d move or shift or even pick up my baby, “sleeping when the baby sleeps” is a cruel joke, and all the new mom anxieties was a lot to tack on in one go (or so it felt like). Rick and I hadn’t even finished planning his paternity leave (planning to leave for an extended period of time when you work in ministry is not easy). So over the weeks, Rick popped in and out of his office, which meant I was solo-parenting for a couple of hours here and there. Family wanted to come meet the new baby, which obviously, I would want to as well. But it was just a lot.

Behind the pain and discomfort and obvious lack of sleep, I was wrestling with myself: shame, guilt, embarrassment, confusion, anxiety, resentment, frustration, impatience.

Oh man, did I feel ugly.

I felt like the worst of the worst. I doubted every part of me. I asked God why he would trust me with a precious child. I questioned God why he would give me such a loving and servant husband. I cried to God why he wasn’t granting me more joy in caring and sacrificing for my child.

And for a few weeks there, I was okay with being this way. I was okay with being angry all the time. I was okay with sitting in the lies that I was a bad mom because Penelope crying was just an on-going confirmation that I was (in my head). I was okay with being jealous that my husband got to sleep a little bit more or that he got to get out of the apartment without thinking of pumping or a diaper bag. I was okay with staying in the ugly.

It wasn’t until I started to see more and more ads for Christmas decor or Christmas events or Christmas deals did I start to reflect on what I’d like to do with Penelope as she grows up during this season. I started to ask myself about Advent and what Advent traditions we could start in our family. And sure, I was asking myself that basic question, “What is the reason for the season?”

In my ugliness, I answered, “Jesus, duh.”

Excuse me while I scoff at my past self.

I knew I couldn’t allow myself to sit there in such a shallow answer. Of course the reason is Jesus! Of course it’s all about him! But how do I explain to my daughter the meat of it?

Why does Jesus come?

Because I need him.

I remember taking a step back, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and seeing the muck my heart was buried in. I took a look at all this build up. My last confession was about a week prior to delivering Penelope and here I was only weeks out of that with so much vileness around and in my heart. While yes, my hormones had a lot to do with it, and I can’t control that, the one thing I can control is the way that I react to my hormones fluctuating and feeling something but not reacting disorderedly. I didn’t and I don’t want to stay in such a state.

I asked myself a question, “Do I accept that I need Jesus?” Because I realized that if I don’t begin there, the reason for Advent and the reason for Christmas, the meat of the two seasons, would be lost on me.

I can’t be strong enough. I can’t be brave enough. I can’t be patient enough. I can’t be compassionate enough. I can’t be understanding enough. I can’t know enough. I can’t be happy enough. I can’t love enough.

Not without Jesus.

Heck, I’d argue that I can’t do any of those at all. Not on my own volition at least.

“I do, Jesus! I do!” I feel like my heart sang this.

I desperately need Jesus. I can’t change on my own. I can’t rise on my own. I can’t become holy on my own. I can’t parent on my own. I can’t love on my own.

But accepting that I need Jesus is a moment to moment prayer.

This is my prayer this Advent as we wait for precious, adorable Jesus. And he comes to us so perfectly — a humble, needy baby. The Lord of Lords, King of Kings comes to us as a humble and needy baby…because he knows. He knows that I desperately need him to pull me out of my ugliness. He knows that I desperately need him to show me how to love when it’s 4am and my baby is crying. He knows that I desperately need him to heal my heart from jealousy so I can be joyful and grateful for the ways my husband gets to enjoy life. He knows that I am lowly and that I need him.

But I have to accept that in every moment.

Can I humble myself to recognize how, like my newborn daughter, needy I am?

Lord Jesus, have mercy on me, a sinner.

This is where I’ll be for a while, I think. That’s okay. I’ll take this humble pie and roll with it because the Lord is greater than any of my sins and any amount of ugliness.

*Cue “Lord, I Need You” by Matt Maher.

May God bless you and keep you.

Jesus, Mary & Joseph, pray for us!

Pax,

Delaine