Good Morning, God
I confess to having begun yesterday by splitting a chocolate bar with my beloved husband, Kit and then I had pancakes for breakfast. Fat Tuesday, indeed! And now I sit — pondering the Journey of Lent — so lovingly set before me. Set before me as an opportunity to offer myself. That sounds noble. It isn’t. Why wouldn’t I want to dig deeper into this annual invitation to grow?
Because, that is what I am now reframing Lent as — an invitation to COME AND SEE — or just come and sit quietly in prayer. Consenting, Asking, Desiring Welcoming the action of Your Indwelling Spirit within me.
One Wonderful Thing about growing older is I am becoming more comfortable about being brought nose to nose with my faults. Last night — just before I sat down for a period of Centering Prayer — I fussed at my sweet husband for unplugging the lights instead of switching them off. (I had just replugged them 5 minutes before.) I sat in “prayerful” silence. Then it was as if I heard a Voice saying: Have I given you so much energy that you can afford to waste it on irritations?
Well, no. . . of course not. Another gift of aging is that I no longer imagine myself with unlimited energy. So, clearly, I was foolish to waste it on harassing my beloved husband. Notice, my behavior was named FOOLISH as opposed to BAD.
And, so I was not shamed or scolded. I was just helped to reframe my behavior as foolish. To me that is how YOU operate. Lovingly calling me to turn away from foolishness — and into lovingkindness.