Lent has already started, and being the procrastinator I am, I missed the start of it. Since at this point I would only be giving a partial effort, there really isn’t much reason for me to actually give anything up. Afterall, that would be cheap and artificial and I’m all about costly and authentic, so it would not be “above reproach” for me to pick something to give up this late in the game. (Not buying it? O.K. how’s this… I’m afraid of failure, so I seldom give anything up for lent.) At any rate, if I were to participate in this yearly rite, here are a few things I would like to give up for lent.
- Television weather reports. I can look outside and I can feel if it’s hot or cold.
- Worry. I’ve become a bit of a worry wart lately. Don’t get me wrong, I know and love the fact that God is in control. But, I’m having some trust issues and the result is I worry more than I think I ever have and I don’t like it.
- Saturday Night Live Reruns. What is the deal with SNL this year? They have had more repeats than actual shows, and they’ve willingly missed some important events. A new president was elected and the next Saturday, they aired a rerun. Obama was inaugurated and the next Saturday they had a rerun. How about we try to go 40 days with new episodes? That’s not even 6 weeks. You can do it.
- Stress. Or at least, I think I’d like to give up stress. There’s a part of me that thrives on it and—sadly enjoys it.
- Neck pain. I must have pulled a muscle I didn’t know I had in my neck. It’s been annoying me for about half-a-week now. I want it to go away, but I suppose it’s better to feel my neck than to not feel it.
- Facebook. Surely there are more productive ways to spend the time I have already planned to devote to using my trusty laptop. I could do something productive. But alas, I am weak and lack the willpower to ditch this addictive social network.
- Feeling drained. My energy level has been though the basement for longer than I’d care to admit. I don’t feel as though I have any energy-sapping illness, so I’m either doing something wrong or aging before my time. Aging too fast might explain the crankiness.
Well folks, I’m feeling tired now so I’m going to go to bed. Maybe I’ll hibernate for the remainder of lent, apparently I have some sleep to catch up on.