Perhaps I'm doing something right with my Lenten penances, because I'm looking at this date and thinking, we still have another month of this?
A new activity is easier to keep up than an activity that's lost its novel luster. I keep looking back at my mistakes and ahead at the gap that lies between me and Easter feasting, wondering what I can grasp at for comfort. The uneasiness of long-term sacrifice settles over me. What did Jesus do for comfort as he spent forty days in the wilderness, alone and uncomfortable, I wonder? When will my fear of not having all I need transform into a radical reliance upon God? What will I be freed to do when that radical reliance on God manifests?
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