“The mind that comes to rest is tended
In ways that it cannot intend:
Is borne, preserved, and comprehended
By what it cannot comprehend.
…
[We must die] into … rest, or out of it.” (This Day: Collected & New Sabbath Poems by Wendell Berry
We must die into rest, God
or we will die out of it.
with one there is resurrection, new life
with the other – there is only death-end.
Thy will be done.
This lent, search for the bigness of God.
the presence of God, in the little and the big
in the holy and in the ordinary
in those you admire and
those you hate
In your confidence, in your fear.
Search for a love that will sustain you
in temptation
in the wilderness
in your loneliness
Learn to be alone in the presence of God who
never leaves you.
Learn to stand
naked
vulnerable
humble
let your white knuckle grip on life go
release to God
to hope
to the possibility of resurrection.
Put fear aside for a breath to take a breath
for a moment to close your eyes
in order to open them to knew perspective
for a day to refresh
for a season
to let in light
to drink greedily the
living water
for a lifetime
for someone you might save from endless anxiety and their own fear
TAKE ON CHRIST the Christ that was recognized when a baby and inspired homage
when you are vulnerable
TAKE ON CHRIST the Christ that taught and loved and healed
when you are at your best
TAKE ON CHRIST the Christ that humans tried to break – heart, mind, spirit, and body
in trial and temptation
TAKE ON CHRIST the Christ who is self-giving, forgiving
loving to those who hated him, persecuted him, and defiled him
when you feel betrayed and alone
TAKE ON CHRIST the Christ who rose on the third day – in Glory and dominion over all
when you are dead and no where else to go
let go so you may receive
let God so it will be
