Lenten Misery Misses the Point

Detail, Pieter Brueghel the Elder's 'The Fight Between Carnival and Lent/Der Kampf zwischen Karneval und Fasten.' (1559) via Wikimedia Commons.
Detail, “The Fight Between Carnival and Lent”, Pieter Brueghel the Elder. (1559) In this bit, Lent’s winning.
Brian H. Gill's fictional 'Totally Depressing News Network: TDNN'.

It’s Lent and I’m a Catholic.

So how come I’m not sitting in some dark corner, reflecting on doom, gloom, and how perfectly rotten I am?

Or at least moaning and wringing my hands over the world’s dreadfully dire state: as illustrated in my news feed.

Basically, it’s because neither will help me line myself up with Jesus: doing prayer, fasting, and almsgiving.1 Work on lining myself up, that is: it’s a job that lasts as long as life does.

Fasting and Focus

thefoodplace.co.uk's photo: 'Half &and half Lobster thermidor or garlic butter served with hand cut chips and a green salad at The Farmers Boy in Shepley'. (2011) via Wikipedia, see https://www.flickr.com/photos/thefoodplace/5772670284/

Now, fasting I could feel guilty about, since “abstaining from luxuries”, as one resource put it, assumes that luxuries are already part of my everyday life.

I can’t give up lobster thermidor and Caribbean cruises for Lent because they aren’t part of my life.

No virtue there: they’re simply not options for me. On the other hand, avoiding lesser luxuries is possible, and emphatically a work in progress.

Even so, giving up stuff isn’t the point.

Working on “a true inner conversion … to follow Christ’s will more faithfully” is.1

Gloominess, Health, and a Little History

George Bellows' cartoon for Metropolitan magazine, illustrating Billy Sunday's preaching style. (May 1915)
Billy Sunday, telling them what for in Philadelphia. (March 1905)

Another reason I’m not working on my moaning and groaning, striving for every-deeper dives into despondency, is that it’d be a really bad idea.

Johann Kaspar Lavater's illustration of the four personality types in 'Physiognomische Fragmente zur Beförderung der Menschenkenntnis und Menschenliebe'/'Physiognomic Fragments for the Promotion of Knowledge and Love of Humankind'. (1775-1778)
18th century illustration of the four temperaments: phlegmatic, choleric, sanguine, melancholic.

That’s because ‘blessed are the miserable, for they shall spread misery’ is not one of the beatitudes, and melancholia isn’t healthy.

“Melancholia”, along with other Greco-Roman ideas about disease, humorism, and the mind, hasn’t been part of serious medicine for a century or so.

It’s associated with one of the four old-school personality types:

  • Choleric
  • Melancholic
  • Phlegmatic
  • Sanguine

“Melancholia”, as a diagnosis, wasn’t quite the same as persistent depressive disorder; but it wasn’t all that different, either. Both — bear in mind that this isn’t a technical definition — involve folks brooding on gloom, doom, and finding dark linings in every silver cloud.

In the Middle Ages, folks recognized it as one of the ways a person’s mind can go wonky.

Then, about five centuries back, something weird happened.2

Fashionable Melancholy and Me

Albrecht Dürer's 'Melancholia I,.' (1514) via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.
Albrecht Dürer’s “Melancholia I”. (1514)

Turns out that seeing gloominess as a sign of sagacity and serious purpose didn’t start in the 2oth century.

“Ficino transformed what had hitherto been regarded as the most calamitous of all the humours into the mark of genius. Small wonder that eventually the attitudes of melancholy soon became an indispensable adjunct to all those with artistic or intellectual pretentions[!].”
(“The Elizabethan Malady: Melancholy in Elizabeth and Jacobean Portraiture”, Roy Strong (1964). Apollo. LXXIX. Reprinted by The Paul Mellon Foundation for British Art/ Routledge and Kegan Paul Limited, London, as “The English Icon: Elizabethan and Jacobean Portraiture” (1969) via Wikipedia)

Maybe I don’t see the appeal of assuming a melancholic attitude because I experienced undiagnosed persistent depressive disorder for decades.

Heavy-duty antidepressants make using my brain easier these days: which is a good thing, since depression is just one of my psychiatric glitches.

I’ve talked about that, and Lent, before:


1 A few resources, and a quick definition:

What is Lent?
Wednesday, February 18, 2026 – Thursday, April 2, 2026
USCCB (United States Conference of Catholic Bishops)

“Lent is a 40 day season of prayer, fasting, and almsgiving that begins on Ash Wednesday and ends at sundown on Holy Thursday. It’s a period of preparation to celebrate the Lord’s Resurrection at Easter. During Lent, we seek the Lord in prayer by reading Sacred Scripture; we serve by giving alms; and we practice self-control through fasting. We are called not only to abstain from luxuries during Lent, but to a true inner conversion of heart as we seek to follow Christ’s will more faithfully. We recall the waters of baptism in which we were also baptized into Christ’s death, died to sin and evil, and began new life in Christ….”
[emphasis mine]

2 It’s complicated, and I haven’t backtracked all of what happened:


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About Brian H. Gill

I was born in 1951. I'm a husband, father and grandfather. One of the kids graduated from college in December, 2008, and is helping her husband run businesses and raise my granddaughter; another is a cartoonist and artist; #3 daughter is a writer; my son is developing a digital game with #3 and #1 daughters. I'm also a writer and artist.
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