I am not now, nor have I ever been Catholic.
But that doesn’t mean that I haven’t attended churches that worship in ways that Catholics sometime do.
No matter what church I’ve used for worship – AME Zion, United Methodist, Baptist, United Church of Christ, we have always commemorated the Season of Lent, which begins on Ash Wednesday and is a time of penance, reflection and fasting to prepare for the celebration of Christ’s resurrection on Easter Sunday.
That resurrection is the door He left open for our redemption. It denotes the moment that even the greatest nonbeliever understood who He was and whose He was.
But fasting doesn’t always mean from food. Everyone I know, because I know mostly Christians, fasts from something for 40 days, a sacrifice to be faithful to the season and the countdown to redemption.
I’ve given up something every year. This year is no different.
Except that I’m sharing my time of sacrifice with a friend.
This year, my dear friend, Melia chose each other’s sacrifice. I shall not reveal hers, but she chose for me something that means I will have more time and money to devote to worthier causes than myself: No movies for 40 days and nights.
That means I won’t see The 300: “Rise of an Empire” until after it’s been in theaters for weeks. I predicted the success of “The 300,” a brilliant re-imagined account of the Battle of Thermopylae, when King Leonidas led 300 Spartans into battle against Xerses, a Persian god-King backed by a 300,000 man army. The film earned more than $450 million. Its sequel, while just as flawed and just as historically accurate, will be just as good, I think.
I also won’t see “Veronica Mars,” which I’ve been waiting almost seven years to re-embrace. It’s based on a CW TV show that I LOVED, and I was thrilled by the Kickstarter campaign to fund it.
I am one of those people who sees movies on opening day, on Friday nights, before the social network has anointed or killed them. I go to premieres as often as I can to see movies before they’re tainted by opinions I don’t trust.
I love movies.
So at first, I was horrified by Melia’s choice. But then I realize she chose exactly right, and I am grateful. I’ll save countless hours at at least $200 bucks, which I’m sure a charity could use more.
I have another sacrifice I’m making that is between God and me. It is a spiritual and special thing that probably means more to God.
But please use the season, whether you believe in only this world or this and more, to reflect on who you are and who you can be.
And no matter what age you are, please find ways to be a good memory after you’re gone!