When it came to the topic of Mardi Gras, I was worried about what to write. It’s never been a part of my life or anything. I took French in high school and a little bit in college, so I knew what it literally meant.
And, throughout my life, I’ve tried the giving up stuff for Lent, despite not being Catholic.
So, what to write about it? I figured I’d try talking about something I gave up once during my try at Lent.
And yes. I drank a TON the night before on Mardi Gras!
Holy moly, giving that up was difficult.
I got asked why I put myself through that (for those of you who don’t know me, I love soda. I’m like, “hook me up to an IV” when it comes to Diet Pepsi.) So, I had to think it through as to why I gave it up. Sure, lent prompted it. But while doing it, I often questioned myself as to why.
You know what? It taught me something.
I figured the idea of giving something up has more to do with my heart than just doing it for a ritual religious reason. Not to talk religion a ton here, but really, it’s not about legalities, it’s about faith.
But that’s a whole ‘nother blog post.
For me, giving up something I really loved made me think about what I hold so important or let control my life. Seriously. I thought I would die if I didn’t have Diet Pepsi (or some form of caffeine) in my system before 9am every single day.
But they went away.
I held fast. Made it. And because of it…I grew a little.
Stronger in my faith? Yep.
Stronger as an individual? Yep.
Stronger in my will to not let small things have so much control over me? Yep.
Now, I’m not saying I never got hooked on the stuff again. I have this love/hate relationship with Diet Pepsi. But I’m working on it. Cuz that’s what we are, Works in Progress.
Have you ever given something up before?
Happy Weekending, my friends.
Your Friday Fox,