"As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us." Psalm 103:12
I never really considered how far the east was from the west until yesterday. We woke early, before five, delays, trouble pushing off from the gate, an unexpected injury the day prior caused our communication through the day to be awkward and tense. All these details weighed in my mind, the work of it all: moving oneself from here to there and the effort to manage bags and provisions; I wondered, "is my Lenten journey much the same?"
I come from afar off, the landscape shrouded in white and here I am, a world away with palm trees, greenery, blue sky and a fog named Karl that rolls in off the ocean each day. Friends, family, meals and laughter all speak of intimate connection, but traveling was the price.
So my soul begins her joureney of Lent on the Pacific, with children gathered, sights to see and bags to unpack. Interiorly I am ready and even eager to unpack the weight of sins I have carried: Pride, anger, self-reliance, idolatry just to name a few.
Medicine from Sacred Scripture:
"The Lord is slow is compassionate and gracious, and slow to anger, abounding in love."
Psalm 103:8
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