I struggle with not turning Lent into a time to start new, good habits or breaking old negative ones. Or about sacrificing things I like to do. Or about losing weight. Because when I take a hard look at all of those things, they’re about me. Not about him and his sacrifice.
I’ve only recently tried to observe Lent, and I’ve never made it through the 40 days without forgetting (or ignoring) my commitment. So this year, I’ve spent a lot of time praying about Lent and what to do. I felt like God was asking me to participate; I just didn’t know how. I didn’t want this year to be like last year . . . and the one before.
As I reflected upon what Lent means and it’s purpose, my focal point became clear. Lent is a time of cleansing and preparing for the Holy Week. An invitation to enter into the fullness of the cross: the sacrifice and the purification found there. My preparations are to honor him, remember who he is and what he has done and how he loves so perfectly.
And so my Lenten fast and preparation will reflect that theme this year: cleansing. In my actions, in my attitude, in my physical space. Ever pointing me back to the cross. To Jesus.