Lenten Writing Project Reboot 2020! Writers' Reflections in the Wilderness of Lent
Words of Faith
Spirit to Spirit Writing Project
The word Lent comes 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
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ReplyDeleteThis morning I rushed to church, fearful that the dog's choice of time for adventuring might end up delaying the arrival of the bread for communion! Haste was turned to delight as I turned the corner to see the arrival of daylight on the crest of the Cascades, the colors echoing those of the banner I had hung yesterday morning. I was already full of Easter, having attended vigil services last night at a church I belonged to twenty years ago. It had been wonderful in all the best ways. I was feeling the urgency of the women, hurrying back from the tomb, breathless and shivering in uncertain excitement about what had happened. But I was also planning to drop the bread off, and come home, and curl back into bed. I didn't want the morning to spoil the sensations of the night before. I really wasn't sure that the church I was heading to wanted to hear the news.
ReplyDeleteAnd then I realized I was still taking it all in. I hadn't heard the news the night before, not in its entirety.
How could it be? That Christ had come alive again in that place? That place that had been a tomb? A monument to the worst of what churches can be?
But it had happened! Christ was alive, and so clearly visible when the brief space of twenty years is considered through the immense expanse of time and timelessness. Christ is risen! New life now sings out where before there was darkness. Hugs among people of all races, preferences, and ages. Dancing and rejoicing, glad acclamations! Heck, there was even prosecco and chocolate to celebrate!
Indeed, God makes all things new through Christ, our risen Lord and Savior.
I stayed for worship this morning, I didn't drop the host and run. And the first two hymns were those I had sung the night before, in another holy place, in another moment of celebration of this radical moment in our lives.
Indeed, God makes all things new through Christ, our risen Lord and Savior.