Thursday, first week of Lent
Warm winter sun is streaming through the sun room windows, but all I can see are cobwebs clinging to the corners of the ceiling. Lent is like this. All kinds of light floods into our souls and hearts, and the call is to do a little house cleaning.
With a step ladder and shaky legs I reach high and remove what needs to be removed. I am afraid I will fall trying to reach it all because I am a perfectionist, but I only have to clear away what I can see and reach. I can do no more, but in light of Lent, I can do no less.
Dare we ask God to show us what needs to be cleared out of our lives, hearts and minds?
Medicine from Sacred Writing:
"Make your soul level and clear, and so offer it to Him who is to write on it... sweep your mind clear." St. Chrysostom Homilies on First Corinthians Homily X.2 NPNF vol 12.54
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