My question the week before Lent is always the same: what am I going to give up?
Many times in the past it’s been chocolate, candy, dessert. As Lent goes on my resolve begins to crumble under the racks of chocolate bunnies and yellow peeps beckoning to me in every supermarket and drugstore. As writer Rita Mae Brown once said: “Lead me not into temptation. I can find the way myself.”
Last Lent, I decided to fast one day a week as a spiritual exercise. It was not the deprivation I thought it would be–instead I found it very freeing. Fasting was a discipline which helped to liberate me from the advertising-fueled demand to immediately gratify every desire and “need.”
This year, I am going to do something I have thought about but never did: take every Sunday of Lent as a day of leisure. This means giving up the daily list, doing email to get a jump on the week, and, most of all, give in to my need to feel useful and important by staying busy.
Leisure will not be racing around trying to log in a lot of fun and recreation, but more of an attitude of openness to however the day unfolds.
I have no idea how this will affect me, but it is going to take some discipline not to automatically turn on the computer when I get up in the morning, or sit dow with a pad and pencil to plot out the day.
Do you set aside some time each week for leisure?