At my house, we are in full swing with Lent which means we are beyond the half way point of learning to cope with what we've sacrificed, or "given up" for the season. Champ turned his nose on sweets this year. It was tough, but he's plugging along just fine and much more pleasant than say, in previous years when he gave up COFFEE!!!
I know Jesus didn't have a spouse and all, but seriously, wives and husbands should have a say in what the other gives up- case in point: I was not so friendly the years I gave up bacon.
(a meditative post can have meditative pictures, right?)
Jesus also didn't have Internet, but I think he was still proud of me when I prayed that for Lent I was giving up two blogs I regularly follow. They are big business blogs, and while they are great reads, I felt I needed to rein in my time spent at each- even if it was only for minutes a day.
I started reading Mckmama a long, long time ago. Her site has morphed around a few times and she certainly stirs up controversy, but I enjoy seeing what she's up to even if it's something I don't necessarily embrace. She is like my easy reading, drama novel; complete with cute kids and colorful, inspiring photography.
Now, SouleMama is a different beast entirely. The only similarities between the blogs are the large amount of children and love of photography; besides that, SouleMama is more like a classic Jane Austen novel. She is honest and talented, crafty and inspired by nature: she is everything I strive to be and yet, not.
Here's where Lent comes in. I needed to stop being so attached to Mckmama's drama and I needed to cut myself a break from Soulemama's perfect world. I needed to focus on My family and My God, so I pulled out the cyber scissors and snipped. For me, it is a harder Lenten season than bacon ever was, but so very fruitful.
Will I go back after Easter? Most certainly. These blogs have helped me to grow and explore new terrain. They have great tips and recommend amazing stuff. Heck, I learned how to make homemade marshmallows, ketchup and mustard thanks to a book review on Soulemama's blog. I owe her much.
(Jam it, Pickle it, Cure it)
But when I return to reading them, it will be with a timer by my side and a clearer understanding of who I am, not who I compare myself to, in my head.
I laugh as I write this, but the true summary is: I will still savor homemade marshmallows, but by taking the time to enjoy them in my cocoa, in a cup far away from this computer.