Lenten Writing Project Reboot 2020! Writers' Reflections in the Wilderness of Lent
Words of Faith
Spirit to Spirit Writing Project
The word Lentcomes from an old English word meaning lengthening of days. In Christianity, it refers to the time before Easter, traditionally observed through repentance and learning. It's a season to be intentional about changing and growing. Some people give up items to create space and time for new life and habits to grow. Instead of giving something up, I invite you to try to commit to answering these writing prompts each of the 40 days of Lent. The discipline it takes to set aside time each day to reflect and write about God and your relationship with spirituality is a journey that you will emerge from with a renewed spirit. Every writer has their own special voice to add to this project, whether poetry, prose, essay, thoughts, lists, or through comments, prayer, and encouragement.
How do I participate? Each day, a writing prompt will be posted. A prompt is a question or statement that is meant to inspire your thoughts in whatever genre you feel moved to write. Post your reflections as a comment under each day's prompt (for further instructions, see 'How To Post' on the right side of the page). It is up to you if you write, read, or pray along with us each of the 40 days of Lent or just drop in from time to time when the spirit moves you to participate. Writing regularly is a discipline that many writers struggle with and this is a way to involve that discipline as a Lenten practice. Through writing and leaving encouraging words for others in this project, we become a supportive spiritual writing community
Monday, March 24, 2014
"With Me, You Will Pinterest Real People With The Spirit..."
If you met Jesus during his ministry, how do you
think that would go for you? Without the hindsight of the Bible, would you recognize him? Write about your meeting, based on what you know about yourself.
I was sweeping my doorstep one day when I noticed people - a few at first then many more- heading for the edge of town. They were calling back and forth to each other. ”He is here! He is preaching on the hillside! Come on!" I thought I knew who they were referring too. It was the homeless man who depended on friends and the curious to feed him and his band of followers as they went about the countryside. Some said he was able to cure the sick and that he preached a new kind of belief that no one had ever heard of before. Love your neighbor indeed. If she would just stop shaking her dusty mats over my fence I might. Turn the other cheek. Not likely. I would most likely hit back. He was just a bum. I heard he didn't wash his hands before he ate, and that he hung out with tax collectors and prostitutes. What could he possibly have to say that would be of interest to me? I gave my step a last swipe with the broom and went back inside. Clarene Aitken 24.3.14
I don't think I would have listened…at first.
ReplyDeleteI was sweeping my doorstep one day when I noticed people - a few at first then many more- heading for the edge of town. They were calling back and forth to each other.
”He is here! He is preaching on the hillside! Come on!"
I thought I knew who they were referring too. It was the homeless man who depended on friends and the curious to feed him and his band of followers as they went about the countryside. Some said he was able to cure the sick and that he preached a new kind of belief that no one had ever heard of before. Love your neighbor indeed. If she would just stop shaking her dusty mats over my fence I might. Turn the other cheek. Not likely. I would most likely hit back.
He was just a bum. I heard he didn't wash his hands before he ate, and that he hung out with tax collectors and prostitutes. What could he possibly have to say that would be of interest to me?
I gave my step a last swipe with the broom and went back inside.
Clarene Aitken
24.3.14
Honest, sobering, real. a hopeful title.
Deleteronaldo
Nicely done - thoughtful!
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