Forty days and forty nights… (not counting Sundays) 20 days left (minus Sundays) for us to take up; throw down; gather in; give away; exercise the discipline we committed to 26 days (less the Sundays) ago…
I freely admit the discipline has not been there for me this year
Too much grief and pain and darkness in my heart
And yet, today as the days are lighter and the air seems clearer I can reflect that in the darkness and grief and pain there was always You – You, Precious Holy One.
I was never alone!
You place before me, behind me, beside me, over me, with me, sisters and brothers; friends and strangers; comforters and encouragers.
You place within me the bright spark of hope
You place around me, light that can never be put out
Light that once entered the world, and which now can never be overcome, no matter how dark things may be.
every day we hear of good friends who call out in pain and fear:
hear them we pray
and enable each of us to see in those dark, dark places, even there,