The Pitfalls of Lent for an OCD Personality

By Debbie Shannon, Director of Ministries & Development at St. Peter’s

Road to LentLent used to be one of my very favorite times of year. I know…weird. But, honestly, I loved the structure and inherent “rules and regulations” that came with Lent when I was young. Having an OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) personality, I found the guidelines comforting. I need rules. I need structure, and order, and clear boundaries. Following them made me feel secure that I was doing okay.

Growing up in my family, Lenten sacrifices and traditions were a family affair. Ash Wednesday WAS a holy day of obligation (although technically it is not, I don’t think my dad cared…it was definitely an obligation for us). We ALL fasted and abstained from meat, regardless of our age. There were no sweets in our house during Lent, as it was assumed you were to give that up…and then, you were strongly encouraged to decide what else you were going to ‘give up’ for God as well. I know that sounds kind of stern and controlling, but, well, I got my OCD from my daddy.

To his credit, I also got my faith instruction from my father as well, and I did understand that I was supposed to do these things out of love for God. While I may not have had a mature understanding of how it helped, I did have a sense I was supposed to show Jesus that I knew He had sacrificed greatly for me, so I owed it to Him to make sacrifices to show Him I loved Him back. Well…not a bad understanding for a kid…but it was certainly full of pitfalls.

I figured the more I sacrificed, the more loving I was. If I didn’t yet ‘feel the love’, I could at least ‘show it’ and maybe it would come. I wanted to love God and I wanted Him to know it. Problem is I spent years equating my success, or lack of success, in my Lenten practices to my success, or lack of success, in loving God.  Being OCD, the effort and intent was not what counted, results did.

Oh, the pains of being a perfectionist! It took me decades to realize the significance of the Ash Wednesday readings and “…rend your hearts, not your garments.”

Lenten sacrifices were never meant to be about what we do for God. We really can’t do anything for God. He doesn’t need anything. They are ways to ‘empty ourselves’ so that we can be filled with what He wants to give us – His Love.

I wasted so much time mourning over my miserable failures when I secretly ate a piece of candy, or took a teeny, tiny little sip of soft drink, or peeked at just a minute of a favorite TV show I had given up from behind a corner where no one could see me. I just was never good enough, or strong enough, or devoted enough, or loving…well, there in lies the point! We are weak, and sinful, and lacking. EXACTLY!!! And so we need God desperately to be our strength, our healing and our remedy.  It is in our failures that we recognize more clearly our great need for God.  THAT is the genius of Lenten practices!

Today, I still secretly resolve to abstain from some things at Lent, however, I try to avoid the OCD concentration on perfect success. I rejoice that God still loves me when I fail, and thank Him for reminding me that I am NOT perfect, but that HE is!  I ask Him to fill my lack with his perfect love.

I have turned more to Lenten practices that allow Him to do for me, rather than trying to prove anything to Him. (God doesn’t need proof of our love…He knows everything!) I avail myself to more spiritual reading and scripture, so I can fill myself with His word and inspirations. I go to confession so He can fill me with His forgiveness and grace to resist sin in the future. I attend Mass more frequently – so He can fill me with Himself!  I find this a much more satisfying Lent – I’d rather empty my soul for Him to fill, than my stomach.  Those practices are still good for ‘practice’.  I exercise my “No” muscle in little things, so that if a big temptation (for sin) comes along, I’ve practiced, and can say no to myself more easily.

I just wish I could be less “OCD” about the dirty socks my teens leave on the living room floor. Guess I might give up nagging about socks for Lent, too.

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Ashes…yucch!

By Debbie Shannon, Center Coordinator – St. Peter’s

I have never really enjoyed wearing ashes on Ash Wednesday, and so, it came as quite a surprise when a group of students began to beg Fr. Anthony to add an early morning Mass to the schedule for today.  Students DO NOT like early morning anything!  Why wouldn’t they prefer the 6pm Mass?  According to them, they like to get their ashes early so they can wear them all day.

I just didn’t get it.  Anyone who knows me, and plenty of the students will chuckle at this, knows that a dirty Debbie is almost an oxymoron.  Mrs. Debbie does not do dirty anything. The primary task I was given when I first arrived on the job at St. Peter’s was to ‘clean it up!’

Nonetheless, every year, I choose to begin my Lenten journey by receiving ashes at Mass on Ash Wednesday.  I know it is not a holy day of obligation and I could avoid the messy issue by not participating, but I get in line with everyone else and receive the mark. While some of our students may love touting their Catholic look on our primarily protestant Baylor campus as an opportunity to open dialogue, (Did you know you have something black all over your forehead?), I self-consciously endure the looks and comments as the opening to a season of sacrifice, self-denial and penance.

Over the years, as my faith has matured, I have learned to recognize it as a very good opportunity for some serious reflection.  Here are a few gems that Ash Wednesday has made me ponder in years past.  I am sure God will provide a wonderful new image for me this year as well.

  • Can I wear ashes as a fraternal connection with my impoverished brothers around the world who have no option but to live in filth today.
  • What if my sins “showed”?  What if each one created a visible stain on my skin?
  • Why am I so self-conscious about looking funny, different or even “Catholic”?
  • I have always envisioned that John the Baptist must have been a mess! And yet, people flocked to hear his message. Can I trust that God’s light shining through me will eclipse my own weak and shabby image?

St. Peter’s Catholic Student Center will indeed have an early morning Mass with distribution of ashes at 7am on Ash Wednesday this year.  We will also have one at 6pm.  (There will NOT be the usual 12:15pm Mass and lunch fellowship.)