I miss Lent.
Don’t get me wrong, I love having my coffee and chocolate again.
One thing I did differently this year was to not just “give up something”, but I tried to also deliberately and intentionally set aside more time to pray, read the Bible, write in my journal, and reflect. Since the end of Lent these disciplines have slipped back into being more sporadic again.
I miss the deeper spiritual connection I felt when I was making that extra effort. During Lent, the days didn’t roll into each other as much as they do now. I felt more energised and creative.
I know that if I choose not to keep pushing the snooze button on my alarm, and actually get up to pray, then I start the day more refreshed than if I’d kept dozing during that time.
This isn’t about something I “should” do, like some kind of belated New Year’s resolution. It’s more that I’m recognising that this is something that actually works well for me when I do make the effort.
I haven’t been making that effort lately, and I’ve missed it.