Lenten Writing Project Reboot 2020! Writers' Reflections in the Wilderness of Lent
Thursday, February 27, 2020
Buckle up - Its going to be a very somber ride...or is it?
As we embark on this writing journey together in the 40 days of Lent (plus some Sunday prompts - more on that later...), what is the feel of this liturgical season for you? Is it filled with penitence and self-denial? A return to roots or expectations of obedience? Rebellion against old ways or broken systems in order to reclaim this time with God in a different way? Or does it leave a bitter taste - sort of meh, and you're not sure how - or if- you want to jump in. God is big enough to encompass all of our feelings and gather us together here in the written word.
Lent is a time of reflection for me. I look forward to it in that it makes me set aside time to re-center because in writing my reflections about God and my faith, I am re-centering who I am in God, rather than centering on myself. God is the divine, full of infinite love, all the best of the potential of what we can't quite reach or understand, but in the trying, we get a taste of who God is, and that God dwells within us and we are part of God. Sort of in the way my children are part of me, but they are not 'me'. We are (every one of us - even the people we don't like, don't see, and don't approve of) - God's beloved creation.
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DeleteRecentering is good image. We recalibrate devices the medical field. Re-centered sound like a graceful movement - back home. Thanks
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ReplyDeleteLent is a call to continue to become
But becoming
Assumes some level of hope
Some level of faith
that there is more to become
A faith in better days and new ways
But some days grief
Sucks the air out of hope
Some days grief
Questions the value of everything
The value of anything
It is in those days
I most need the call to life
The call to learn and grow
The call to become
All over again
It is in those days
In this season
I need lent
And its call to
and its promise of becoming
I need its gift
Again
And here it is