The Discipline that Wasn’t
Give something up for Lent. This is the challenge to us. Not so we can feel deprived or empty, but so we can draw near to the one who thought up this whole Lenten thing. In recent years, I have adopted, rather than subtracted, during Lent. This year, I engaged the blank cyber-pages of the Kinesthetic Christian and accepted God’s invitation to “write short.” Don’t elaborate. Be brief. Speak in staccato.
I didn’t have perfect attendance, but God always does. When I set about writing, God always shows up. I pray, God shows up for my readers, as well. But I am not in charge of that. The irony is this: it became a discipline of trying less hard. A sort of wait-for-it without waiting, a just-notice-when-it-shows-up, kind of thing. If I had adopted this practice with a “have to post” mentality, it couldn’t happen. It required I let go of the must-do in favor of the whatever-you-say.
It was a most undisciplined-disciplined effort and, yet, a most enlightening experience. Who knew? Now, back to your regularly scheduled programming, already in progress.
Thanks so much for reading.
Posted on April 6, 2015, in Body and tagged discipline, letter, writing. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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