Whatever spiritual practice we choose to take on during Lent it is supposed to change to our hearts. It is supposed to make us better people.
One cold winter evening, a Priest was walking though a dangerous neighborhood. A man hiding in the shadows didn't recognize him as a Priest because his coat was buttoned up to his chin. So the man came out of the shadows with a gun and told the Priest to give him the wallet. When the Priest opened his coat to get it, the man with the gun saw his roman collar and apologized. He said, "I am sorry Father, I didn't know that you were a Priest. I can't steal from you, just go on your way." The Priest was so relieved that he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a cigar. And he said, "Thank you so much my good man, let me give you a cigar." And the robber answered, "I appreciate that Father, but I can't take it, I gave up smoking for Lent."
