Blogging toward Sunday

Since Sunday, February 17th, is the 1st Sunday in Lent, it is no surprise that the gospel reading for the day comes from Luke 4:1-13. Make a point to spend some time reading and meditating on The Temptation of Jesus. Herein, Jesus fully embraces his status and mission as the Son of God.

During the season of Lent, we may wish to reflect on our own lives. How are we doing on the mission to which God has called each of us? Do we see areas where growth is needed? Is there need for repentance on our part?

The following is a meditation written by Kathleen Norris, entitled "Repentance."

When I'm working as an artist-in-residence at parochial schools, I like to read the psalms out loud to inspire the students, who are usually not aware that the snippets they sing at Mass are among the greatest poems in the world. But I have found that when I have asked children to write their own psalms, their poems often have an emotional directness that is similar to that of the biblical psalter. They know what it's like to be small in a world designed for big people, to feel lost and abandoned. Children are frequently astonished to discover that the psalmists so freely express the more unacceptable emotions, sadness and even anger, even anger at God, and that all of this is in the Bible that they hear read in church on Sunday morning.

Children who are picked on by their big brothers and sisters can be remarkably adept when it comes to writing cursing psalms, and I believe that the writing process offers them a safe haven in which to work through their desires for vengeance in a healthy way. Once a little boy wrote a poem called "The Monster Who Was Sorry." He began by admitting that he hates it when his father yells at him: his response in the poem is to throw his sister down the stairs, and then to wreck his room, and finally to wreck the whole town. The poem concludes: "Then I sit in my messy house and say to myself, "I shouldn't have done all that."

 "My messy house" says it all: with more honesty than most adults could have mustered, the boy made a metaphor for himself that admitted the depth of his rage and also gave him a way out. If that boy had been a novice in the fourth-century monastic desert, his elders might have told him that he was well on the way toward repentance, not such a monster after all, but only human. If the house is messy, they might have said, why not clean it up, why not make it into a place where God might wish to dwell?

During your Lenten journey, may God give you eyes to see and ears to hear. And may God bless you and those you love. I look forward to seeing you at the Ash Wednesday Service, Wednesday at 7 p.m. and/or on Sunday morning for our regular worship service at 11 a.m.

Shalom,
Glenda