Easter Sunday is the high point of a Christian’s year.
On Easter, a Christian celebrates the resurrection of the Savior.
A Christian who has been observing Lent also celebrates the end of the fast that the person has committed himself or herself to.
As you might recall, I gave up TV.
Yes, Your’s Truly gave up the thing I lived my life around.
Heck…I’m surprised I didn’t schedule the birth of my children around my television shows.
Of course, there weren’t such fabulous shows such as Dancing With the Stars, Survivor, or Criminal Minds way back when.
Good thing.
The forty-three days (I started three days early) I spent sans-TV were interesting indeed.
The first week was very difficult. As I watched the days go by, I mentally ticked off the shows.
I was grumpy. I’ll admit that.
The sound of silence in my house was more deafening than the sounds that had come out of the dumb-me-down machine.
I grew used to the silence, however.
Lent became a blessing to me as I was able to focus on my challenging education certification classes.
I spent time in God’s Word and in prayer.
I grew to understand that I was wasting my energy on people I did not know nor would ever, in many cases, care to know.
There was a freedom on that…a letting up of emotional responsibility.
I grew to discover that I really don’t care that Sammie was justified in shooting EJ. To this day, I have no idea if Rafe is still locked up in Stefano’s basement.
By the way, I’m talking about Days of Our Lives, which will be one of the few soap operas left on TV after the end of the year.
But, I think you get my point.
I grew to love other activities…
Coming home and spending time sitting outside while my dogs played in the yard.
Oh, you should see my Molly when I venture out to “her” world. She’s like a toddler who cares for nothing better than a Mama who will sit down to play, or in Molly’s case take time out to throw a stick or a ball.
I discovered, through the 43 days, that I can be disciplined, if I put my mind to it.
With God’s help, I can do anything.
I feel incredibly thankful that God put the TV fast on my heart. He always knows what’s best for me (and you too, for that matter).
Now, with all of that said, I have to admit that I grew antsy on Friday and Saturday.
It’s kind of like when kids wait for Christmas to come. They’re eager.
I was eager, let me tell you.
I considered staying up until midnight on Saturday just so I could turn on my TV.
But, I waited.
After all, I had already waited for six weeks.
I attended church with my family.
And then I couldn’t wait any longer.
Chicky captured the moment…
The reunion, if you will…

After Chicky left for her long drive back to college, Rooster and I sat down, and we watched TV.
And we watched (for you see, he had kind of fasted from TV as well, since I had unplugged the cable box).
And we watched…
I sat on that couch, knit, and watched TV from about 1pm until 8pm.
I was not ashamed, oh no I wasn’t.
I was content.
When Amazing Race was over, I decided not to watch Celebrity Apprentice.
Thanks to the lessons learned during Lent, I decided that I never liked LaToya Jackson before the show, so I had no reason to watch it now. In fact, I didn’t see any “star” *cough* who I could connect with, so I turned off the TV…
Only to turn on my computer and catch up on episodes of Criminal Minds…
Which I watched until 11:45pm.
I am not ashamed to admit this.
I went to school on Monday a happy lady.
Though I am back to watching TV, I do feel like I’ll be more selective. I’m also quite sure that I won’t have a problem when reruns hit the airwaves during the summer.
I’ve learned that there’s more to life than TV.
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