I’m what I like to call a “Metholictist.” I am a baptized, confirmed, and practicing member of the United Methodist Church, my birth mom’s family is predominately Catholic, and my bio dad’s family is primarily Baptist. Metholictist is what happens when you mush all of them together. Probably due to being raised in the tradition, I have always felt most comfortable in Methodist churches. The traditional hymns. The more reserved style of the service. Open hearts, open minds, open doors.
Today is Fat Tuesday. The last day before the season of Lent begins in the Christian church. It is a time of fasting and reflection in preparation of the celebration of the resurrection of Jesus Christ. Like many modern Christians, my observation of Lent has always included the practice of giving something up, in other words fasting from something specific that might hinder my relationship with God rather than the more traditional abstaining from meals. In recent years in addition to giving something up I have also taken to adding something to my routine to contribute to my mental, spiritual, or physical health.
This year, I am giving up alcohol (for reasons to be addressed in later post). I am also committing to daily journaling, exercise (marathon training), and walking my dog. The funny thing is the hardest part of all of it will likely be walking the dog. At the end of the day, I often just want to sit on my couch and either read or catch up on some TV. I know she needs the exercise though, and it will provide an opportunity for me to unplug and reflect every day.
Depending on how brave I feel (see previous post), I may do some of my journaling on this blog. No guarantees though, folks.
Well, that’s it for now. Catch you next time.