Hello! I’m back again because I’m aching to chat.
I’m back again, not for me but for Him.
(At least, I hope so.)
How is your Lent going? How has your Lent gone? Mine has been filled with hills and valleys—hills that were verdant, green and fresh, and valleys that were dusty, dry and cold. I’ve tried to embrace both—in my extremely imperfect way—and I’ve tried to listen hard to what God’s saying.
I cried, at times, because life gets lonely when you turn down the sound. But I also had moments of unusual peace, where the only distraction was that of my children and where I found my heart undisturbed by the world.
Wow. It’s good, sometimes, to pull back from the world.
It’s good, sometimes, to unplug and to listen.
What will He say to me if I turn down the sound? Will His demands be subtle and lovely and welcome? Or will they be jarring and painful and hard? Speak, Lord, your servant is listening…and then give me the grace not to run and hide.
Give me the grace to join You in the garden.
Give me the grace to stay awake.
Friends, we have five more days to prepare our hearts! Five more days to get ready for Easter! And here I’m not talking about buying ham or new white sandals (though I still have to do both of those things). I’m talking about kicking it into high gear. What can I do to be His Simon? How can I not be part of the mob?
In a word: LOVE.
It is so tempting to be self-critical at this point in our Lenten journey—I haven’t done this, I should have done way more of that—but really, when you think about it…
What He did on Good Friday He did…in love.
And what He asks of us in return is…love.
Ed. Note: I feel like a penance-breaker for having posted this. I feel like you may be scandalized. I feel like…I am way self-absorbed. Pray for me, please! I have completely lost the habit of blogging but I know for a FACT it shouldn’t feel like this.