Today is the Fourth Day. Yesterday we were born again into eternal life and today is the day we begin to live like it. That’s why I want to tell you what I learned during this Lent.
I gave up 24 hour news channels.
I did it because I have watched people I know slide into anxiety bordering on mental illness over the last two years from watching these channels.
I did it because of how many times in the last six months the hot take has been wrong and caused massive social upheaval.
I did it because a friend told me she hoped her bro-in-law had been able to drag her sister away from CNN for her birthday.
I did it because these channels are an echo chamber. We watch the one we like the most and all they tell us is what we want to hear. That’s disturbing on so many levels—but the one that disturbs me the most is that viewership is UP on these channels as we all align ourselves for 2020.
I did it because when the lady from Church called to tell me “Turn on Fox News!” because Notre Dame was on fire, even after 40 days of not watching any of them, I thought to myself “I know something about you now.”
I did it because those channels are not reporting news. They are opining, which is not news. And they are opining for money which means their integrity is questionable at best and non-existent at worst.
I did it because I have noticed that people who watch these channels have lost their faith in humanity and joy in life. They are always angry, always accusing, always ready for a fight.
I did it because that was me.
I think it was probably the best way I could have spent my Lent and I am not kidding. I learned something gnarly about myself: how often I turned on those channels to get my “I’m right” validated.
I’m not going back. A little bit of distance has taught me that these channels want us to worship them, submit to them. And a lot of us have done it, especially the ones of us who work from home or at home or are retired. These channels are the noise running in the background of our daily lives—but what is it costing us?
Our sanity, if you ask me. Our kindness. Our faith in each other. Our faith in God. So many of us are scared, and faith-filled people aren’t scared.
You know what I’m not since I stopped watching? Scared. Angry. Suspicious. I’m not sure the world is going to hell in a handbasket. I’m not anxious.
I see love and light in the world. I see kindness and joy. I see work to do, for sure. But it’s not dire. It’s not endtimes. I believe in our ability to climb this mountain together because there is glory and goodness all around us.
All around us.
Turn them off. Just trust me and turn them off.