Believe it or not, I'm really starting to love the Lenten season. When I was little and growing up in
Catholic School, it seemed that the more miserable one was, in general, the better one was off spiritually.
Lent was one of those seasons that was enforced upon us in order for us to experience a little of Jesus's
misery, feel bad about ourselves, and just plain give up stuff that we enjoy. If one takes the teadition at
face value, going trough the motions mechanically, that's exactly what it is. A time to feel miserable.
Now as I've gotten a little older I'm viewing it in a different light. Sure the one day fasts I've been
observing are still uncomfortable, and I really don't think I've truly apprehended the purpose of denying
one's self a meal or three. But I'm starting to get the joke about self-contemplation and observation.
This year for lent I gave up two things: alcohol and World of Tanks.
Alcohol: I drink primarily on Friday night. as part of my cool-off period from happiness accrued
throughout the work week. Which usually means I'm not 100% when I roll out of bed at 06:00 Saturday
morning. (Yes I'm still that much of a morning person). This generally leaves me unhappy until about noon
or so. In the weeks that I have been without this, is it worth letting go on Friday night? Am I really
benefitting from this? Drugs are an instant escape from a harsher reality. But they lead to such stiff
long term penalties. Maybe this is a habit I can afford to drop altogether. I kinda like waking up at 5:45
and not feeling like hitting the snooze button one more time...
World of Tanks: Behold the pagan idol of my life (at this moment.) I am amazed at how much I have turned
my thoughts back to this game during this brief hiatus I am taking. I've still started it up a couple times
to make sure they don't think my account has become inactive... What is it that I really value in life?
Heh, this is where I think Douglas Adams hit the nail on the head in The Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy.
We like to chat, keep our mouths moving in useless sentences. Because if it ever stopped, our brains might
actually start to work and we might think for a change. I daresay we accomplish that as well with the
internet, TV, videogames, sports and everything else that is a distraction.
This is what I love about Lent. It is a reminder for one to look at one's self. To reflect on the values
we hold in our hearts. Is what I present to the world my true face, or only a mask? How many masks am I
wearing? Can I take these masks off? How would others react to my true face? How would God react to my
Here's looking forward to Easter!