How about you check out the St. Crispin's Day speech from Shakespeare's Henry V? Let's make that required reading for these dregs of Lent. Read it out loud. If that doesn't rouse you for the battle, have somebody check your pulse.
Let me set the scene first. The English, under King Henry V, are on the eve of a battle in which they are vastly outnumbered against the highly skilled army of French Knights. The likelihood of victory is slim. They are a long way from home and supplies. Every one of them has been emaciated by hunger and lack of sleep. What follows is the pep-talk of legend.
With the troops gathered, the King speaks:
The fewer men, the greater share of honor.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more...
O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made...
From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be rememberèd-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother...
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here.
Life or death mattered little to the King. What was most important was that his men stood for and were willing to fight for what was right. Were they truly devoted to the cause? Did they believe in the ideal? If they fought God's fight, then their fate was anchored in God's hands.
Check out the whole speech. Then, assess your Lenten progress. Is the cause of Christ not worthy of your efforts? Wherever you are waning or slumping, let the Holy Spirit quicken you. Take up your arms. Fight and finish nobly. Easter will reveal God's glory to the faithful.