Rise from the ash-heap. Rise from Law. Lift your eyes to see – Turn your eyes to see where calluses and pious scabs abound, where hearts are hardened, hands dried from much washing which does nothing to purify – turn. Turn your hearts to purify, turn to the Son, to theContinue reading “Lent 21: Tuesday of Third Week”
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Lent 20: Monday of Third Week
Yes, the seas stir; the Son, walking atop the waves, does not mind, a sovereign treading the puddles of his soil. We, quaking in the boat or sinking with the self-consciousness of faith, look aghast and fret. Teacher! The waves consume… But see how He strides. See the waves bend and break at His touch.Continue reading “Lent 20: Monday of Third Week”
Lent 18: Saturday of Second Week
So the kingdom comes in mustard-seed smallness microscopic yeast invading our flatness prehistoric treasure hid in fallow ground trees unfolding out from roots too deep to see imperceptible life defying noisy death the now-and-not-yetness of ever-active grace.
Lent 17: Friday of Second Week
Where is the strong man? He writhes about as though he had power but he himself knows he is bound. What is this power? It stands before the divided heart, compelling with its tenacious purity. Where is the good fruit? Trees fein their own flourishing, yet the truth will cast out the rotten. Who isContinue reading “Lent 17: Friday of Second Week”
Lent 16: Thursday of Second Week
What is this day? The lame walk, the blind see, the demons flee – and silent He does not lift His voice to shout. While one reed flaps, the bruised reed stands tall, unbroken; there’s flame still in the smouldering wick – Yet the one who stretched out the heavens with His palms lifts HisContinue reading “Lent 16: Thursday of Second Week”
Lent 15: Wednesday of Second Week
A reed blows in the wilderness; it flies and flaps about vacuously. The lame walk, the blind see: Are you the one we are waiting for? John languishes, Herod steams; The noon is long and dry. The Son of Man still will not mourn; He belongs to another day.
Lent 14: Tuesday of Second Week
No greater than our Master, but like Him, walking in His steps, we hear the snarls, the accusations, watch the backs turn as we near, see the rulers run to the trenches and hear our names sworn in fear. Walk: the Cross has its many stations and the road is long and sore. Look, lookContinue reading “Lent 14: Tuesday of Second Week”
Lent 13: Monday of Second Week
Meanwhile, walk: there are villages sick with demons and dust: cast out the demons, shake the dust from your feet. Speak the powerful truth: The kingdom is here! You are the hands and feet of this kingdom. See how the hands and feet will be pierced.
Lent 12: Second Sunday of Lent
Do the hills bring comfort? Soon He will ascend His penultimate hill, crown on brow, chest weighed down, wrath upon His soul. From where will come His aid? He leaves the tabernacle, the comfort of union, the certainty of feet which cannot stumble. I lift up mine eyes… The glorious handiwork of handsContinue reading “Lent 12: Second Sunday of Lent”
Lent 11: Saturday of First Week
And who is He who shines upon mountains, walks and talks with the prophets of old, yet stands without tabernacle? Who is He whom hills and fields adore, to whom sun defers when light’s of need, the one true radiance of day? And who is He who bids mouths be closed, who commandsContinue reading “Lent 11: Saturday of First Week”
The Consolations of Writing 