Saturday in the Fifth Week of Lent
My soul is athirst for God, athirst for the living God;
when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?
Psalm 42:2
I arrive at the inevitable turn in the Lenten journey, as the most wrenching, most treacherous, most holy length of the road lies just ahead.
Now I measure my thirst. For what do I yearn? For solace. For steadiness. For rest. For consolation. For ease. For redemption and renewal. And not just for myself. I want the world to be restored. I want people to be delivered from violence and indignity. I want creation to be healed.
All of this I lay on the path before me, and pray to God.
