I saw a post about giving up social media for Lent. Of course, I get the spirit of this because I am on it too much myself — as a voyeur, not a participant. The truth is I don’t like to post because it makes me feel squirmy and vulnerable and more like a middle-schooler than a middle-ager. So, giving up social media would be easy for me. It would be welcome. It would have kept me comfortable.
Since Lent isn’t about being comfortable, I had this crazy thought. Instead of giving up social media for Lent, maybe I should embrace it. Maybe I should lean into it. Be uncomfortable. Get over it. While contemplating whether that is self-sabotage or a good plan, I received a text from a Jewish friend who told me about a Catholic who plans to send thank you notes to different people for 40 days, and how that makes more sense to him than giving up cookies.
Of course, it makes more sense and is a beautiful gesture. The world always needs more gratitude. I have a dear friend who always says, “What if the only prayer we ever said was thank you. Maybe it would be enough.” (A variation of a quote attributed to the German philosopher, Meister Eckhart).
As part of my Lenten experience, I am posting on social media every day something or someone that I am thankful for. Because I know everyone is not on social media and because I don’t have time to write for both formats during the Lenten season, my weekly posts will be the week’s compilation of gratitude. I hope it inspires your own.
“If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.”
~ Meister Eckhart
LENT DAY ONE: I am thankful for the inspiration I receive from others in my life. I am grateful for the way that God works in all of us, how he binds and connects us and how the good that is done in the world spreads beyond what we ever see.
LENT DAY TWO: I am thankful for the chance to serve. For a few weeks I have driven around with homeless care packets in my car made by a church circle I am a member of. While I have seen people in need, I was never able to stop to hand out a packet – until yesterday.
It was cold and rainy and as I was passing a historic shopping area notorious for no parking, I saw an empty space and just beyond it– a homeless woman. It wasn’t my intended destination but it was where I was supposed to be. I pulled into the spot, got the bag out of my trunk and handed the pack of toiletries and snacks to the grateful women. Being able to give on such a gloomy day, filled me with a light that shines regardless of the weather. Read more