Every year, I think I'll observe Lent, just to see what it's like. This year is no different. I have been pondering what I might be able to give up for 40+ days, and I have come to a conclusion. I'm giving up Lent. Why? Because I can. Because I'm a Methodist, and we don't give up anything. Ever. For any reason.
I don't care if my British ancestors WERE all Catholics. I'm not one, never have been, never will be. Of course, there might be Methodist churches somewhere whose members observe Lent, but since I'm not only a Methodist, I'm what daddy used to call a "backslidin'" Methodist. That means I rarely darken the doors, except for, maybe, weddings, funerals and the occasional Christmas Eve service.
The main reason that I'm not going to observe Lent is because, by George, I think I've given up quite enough in my life. So, there. I'm unrepentant. And, relieved, because I don't need all this unnecessary angst every year.