I’ll be honest, the season of Lent caught me by surprise this year.

I couldn’t fall asleep last night and resorted to the default (and the habit I never recommend): scrolling on Instagram. I noticed someone’s “goodbye to Instagram for the next 40 days” message as I scrolled. They were giving it up for Lent.

I pulled up my calendar in shock, certain it wasn’t coming up so soon. There was no way that Lent was already here… that we are already approaching the 40-day march to Easter Sunday.

But alas, we have reached the first day of Lent.

Though Lent is considered to be a primarily Catholic tradition, I observe it. I think the devotion behind it is beautiful, a worthy thing to add to my life as we approach Spring.

I kept tossing and turning last night, still unable to sleep. I tried to think of the thing I would do this Lenten season:

I could give up fried foods.

I could write more.

I could create something every day.

I could give up TV.

I could hop off social media.

Quickly, I started to feel exhausted by my own efforts (which is the opposite of what Lent should be). Every road was leading to the same place: an anthem of me, me, me.

I don’t want to make the next 40 days all about me. I realize I could so easily do that if I treat this season like a goal I’m meant to sprint towards. I am always eager to turn Lent into a weight loss challenge.

Even this morning, I’ve scrolled through countless articles about Lent and I can’t help but feel like they’re so me-centric. They beg the question, “What will you gain from this season?” Self-improvement isn’t a bad thing but I don’t want Lent to become my second round of New Year’s resolutions. That’s not the purpose of the cross. If anything, it was never about us to begin with.

Lent, at its core, is about strengthening our bond with God. Drawing closer. Lingering at his feet a little longer.

Lent was never meant to be a challenge where we checked off square boxes every day or applauded our efforts to resist a temptation to shop online or eat the donut. It’s about devotion. A way to prepare our hearts and minds for Easter.

So this Lent, coming on the heels of a year where we’ve already lost so much, what if we added something to our lives?

Something simple. Something small.

A simple prayer to the end of our day.

A daily walk around the neighborhood to be in nature and God’s creation.

A meditation to re-center our souls.

An alarm clock to wake us out of slumber instead of our phones.

A plant by the windowsill—something to nurture and lift our spirits.

A thank-you card, written each morning to someone we value in our lives.

A daily text to encourage and lift someone— to let them know you’re talking to God about them.

What would it look like to add instead of subtracting throughout this season? What would shift and change? How would we draw nearer to God through ritual and practice, through the simple obedience of showing up for our lives?

This year, I’m letting myself off the Lent hook I so often create for myself.

I’m still here. I’m still observing. If anything, I’m on a mission to clear out noise and distractions to make room to hear from God more. I am clearing the space to pray. I’m reminding myself, “It’s not about performance or the need to be perfect… that’s the opposite of what this season is about. This season is about fullness. About a promise.

This morning, I created a small sticky note. On it, there are 6 things I could do. I am committing to practicing one thing each day. Just one. Not all 6. I believe these things give glory to God. I believe adding something small into my daily rhythms— be it meditation or a postcard in the mail— will stack up to a bigger devotion. How about you?

I want to hear from you:

Do you observe Lent? What does it look like for you? Are you giving something up or adding something into your daily life this year? Tell us all about it in the comments below!