Monday, first week of Lent
Waffles, strawberries and whipped cream lined the counter this morning as we prepared for another Monday; but an unexpected power outage brought us house guests. We made room. What joy- little ones who say, "Come here, come here, come here!" A little different than our "normal" teenage morning.
I think this is the true meaning of Lent- God saying, "Come here, come here, come here," drawing us close to His heart of love. "Want to have breakfast sometime?" My friend's question stole quietly into my heart and soothed the lonely places in me. I wonder what would happen if we answered God's call to come near?
Medicine from Sacred Writing:
"So God asks us to come to a table of fasting, to breakfast there, while others eat. How can this be? "Man does not live on bread alone, but on every word that proceeds from the mouth of God." We come to feast with God at the table of fasting; He fills us with good things- with His words, His compassion and perspective on the poor, on our own appetites."
St. Augustine on the Psalms Psalm XLIII.7 NPNF vol 8:140
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