My Godbaby, Dusty, sent me this, and it says what I seem to be struggling to articulate today. Enjoy, lovies. I'll yak at ya tomorrow. And Dusty, much obliged.
Lent is not for the faint-hearted
Lent is not for the faint-hearted.
It demands that we, like Thomas,
put our hand into the side of the crucified Christ.
Lent is a journey towards the cross,
a journey of enlightenment:
from wilderness to feast,
from desert to oasis.
It’s an attempt to identify with the powerless
and the suffering in the world.
Lent is not tidy.
The days grow longer,*
the ground thaws, there’s mud and dirt everywhere
and the windows need cleaning.
Lent is a journey.
So at the end of Lent
we should expect to find ourselves
somewhere different from where we started.
Lent can be an opportunity
to explore what is the nature
of the promised Kingdom of God on earth
that we long for;
a time to discern
how we are called to work for it.
No, Lent is not for the faint-hearted!
*‘Lent’ means lengthen.
From The Green Heart of the Snowdrop, Wild Goose Publications