I lived in Chicago around the turn of the millennium. At that time, Wheaton College (in Chicago burb) was looking for a new name for their sports team. Their current mascot was “The Crusaders.” Since the Pope had apologized for the conflicts of a religious character which occurred in the years 1095-1291, know as the Crusades, Wheaton College felt their team name was less honorable.
A Chicago radio personality suggested they rename their team, Lent. “That way,” he added, “at the games, fans can cheer ‘Give it up for Lent!'”
I always struggle to think of something realistic that I can give up for Lent. Honestly, chocolate and ice cream is not going to happen.
This year was an exception. I knew exactly what I was going to give up: this black box that I’m hunched over right now. From the hours of 6:30 – 8:30 pm, I have committed to doing something other than Googling, e-mailing, blogging and the worst of the worst, obsessively hitting “get Mail.”
I’ve filled my two hours playing Wii with the kids, sending “thinking of you” cards and housework. I feel so organized and much less stressed. Come to think of it, it’s the opposite of a sacrifice, it’s a relief I’ve given myself.
Think of how you’d feel if you cut back on something. I know too many people who give up sweets – and that’s great, if you need nutrition help, but really think where you need help. For me, it’s time, and I’ve just given it to myself. Identify the need…arrive at the solution.
Cheers! Let’s give it up for
Lent life now.