This may sound a little odd, but I have always really loved Lent. Not just Easter, Lent. That 40-day stretch is a nice time for me to wonder how to be a better person, how to offer more to my family and friends and, in many cases, it is a time for self-betterment.
I always feel a little ambiguous about Lenten promises or giving things up for Lent designed to make me a better person. The selfishness of these choices seems counter-intuitive to what Lent is about. I found time to go to church today though and the priest giving the homily put a spin on Lent I really liked. Speaking of Ash Wednesday, he talked about the symbol of ashes as rebirth. He encouraged us to think about what in our life might need a rebirth.
As I got to thinking, my mind drifted to this poor, neglected blog. It gets the short end of the stick so often because I decide I am tired or that I have nothing to write about. But I also know that, someday in a perfect world, I want to write the cultural think pieces of a Grantland, Vulture, or Previously.TV and I won’t do that without trying.
So now is the time to try. For the next 40 days I am going to find something to write about every day. I can tell you right now, several of those days will be spent revisiting Top Chef Season 1, a show I recently re-watched and found I had a lot to say about. Some days will be spent talking about LA, where I will be spending two weekends over the next month. And some days I may need some help, so if there is ever anything you wanted my opinion on, now is the time to ask.
I am not normally one to write about something when I don’t have something to say, but now is the time to see if I can do it. It is a challenge that is probably too selfish to call a Lenten promise, but I hope it will help me rekindle something I’ve been trying to get a grasp on for several years now.
Pray for me?