It snowed here in Austin yesterday. Not just a brief flurry-fall but an all-day miracle that prompted the entire community to find the highest hill in town to slide down from.
We had people using anything and everything from laundry baskets, kitty litter boxes, storage bin lids and floppy cardboard boxes and kayaks to experience the exhilaration of a slow ‘n easy, Texas-style snow storm.
It was beautiful. And a blessing from God.
Here in Texas, this is a generic wish of every kid. “I want to see snow.”
This was something my husband and I have always wish for own children – being able to play in snow all day. But, this would entail a.) traveling in dangerous conditions to see a snowstorm in North Texas or b.) a bit of a vacay in nearby Colorado, something we can’t do in this economy.
So, the snow came to us.
We thanked God for His blessing .. and, in return, the hubby and I went to confession, as Roman Catholics do.
During our Lent season, it’s customary for Catholics to “give up” something during the 40 days leading up to Easter. This entails more than just curbing the will, like say, during a diet. Giving up something during lent ties the physical denial to the spiritual disclipline of the person. It can be rough, as we’re called to remember the 40 days of Christ in the desert, and imitate Him in our fight against temptation.
In the end, we’re meant to emerge spiritually stronger and renewed, just what Easter is meant to symbolize. This is how we come to renew our baptismal vows each year at the end of Lent on Easter.
I didn’t want this year to be any different for me.
Typically, I choose something I love to indulge in or “reward” myself with. I love coffee. I like movies. I love time with my husband. I love conversation. But I did the sneaky thing and decided to give up chocoloate and sweets, which I happen to not care so much about.
I was a sneaky sidewinder.
Yesterday, though, while I knelt in prayer — which is something I need to do more of, btw — I realized the internet was what I needed to move away from during this time of spiritual focus.
A bit over a month ago, a post of mine got stripped off a public website without an explanation and it disturbed my fervor, my rhythm, my gusto for the injustice and wrongs I perceived in politics, against America, against people. It was a profound experience that rooted itself deep, deep within me.
Things like this happen for a reason, I know .. but you have to understand, that for an entire year, I had been systematically watching and commenting on the world in general, speaking as fervently as I wished, and in a matter of a few days, my voice was stripped. My mojo went missing. I have been unable to gain it back.
My focus has been misdirected. When I read and surf, I feel disjointed. Sometimes lost.
Is this downturn coinciding with what I perceive as America safely having turned a corner because now the majority of us understand the gravity of the situation in Washington and because the WH and the dems have officially been put on notice? Perhaps ..
But my drive for research hit a wall .. and now, after about 6 weeks of struggling to find a new groove, I find it’s time to step away and re-evaluate and distract myself with other things besides the body politic.
I have a screenplay to write, prayer methods to research with a friend, and a book to get off the ground and continue editing. And a family to love and care for, a husband to make love to, and a God to worship. Plenty to do.
And unless something profound happens and I do not hear of a strong, well-articulated alternate view, I’ll be back on or about April 5th.
Until then, buh-bye Twitter and all you sites, blogs and people I love to watch. It’ll be rough..
My friends — I will check email on Mondays and Wednesdays. And some of you have my phone number.. You know I’m always up for dinner, coffee and conversation.
I will see you.
God bless you all.
God bless America.
