Tuesday, February 26, 2013

2/26 Tuesday in the Second Week of Lent

Luke 13:34-35

“Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often have I desired to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing!  See, your house is left to you. And I tell you, you will not see me until the time comes when you say, ‘Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord.’”

An offering from Rob Leacock

About five years ago, I participated in the consecration of a bishop.  It was a pretty big deal, and I had been put in charge of some of the logistics including shepherding a rather large group of clergy including a few bishops who were participating in the service.  On the day itself, the time for the service to start, and the procession was so absurdly long that it snaked through the church building down several long halls.  Slowly, the line of the procession started to move.  I was very near the back of the line, and we couldn’t even hear a hint of the processional hymn, but we gathered that the procession had started.  As we turned the corner down a long hallway an affable retired bishop turned to me and said, “Rob, where the devil are we going?!”

In Lent we sometimes ask, where are we going?  And sometimes we know the answer.  Sometimes we think we know the answer.  And sometimes we hardly know, though we may do a good job of pretending.  In this passage, Jesus has his eyes and his feet set on Jerusalem.  Like the disciples and others who were following Jesus, we sometimes think we know how the story will unfold.  Even Jesus himself seems conflicted about going to Jerusalem in how he expresses his feelings about the city and her people and the Temple.  Does he know what will happen once we get there?  Does he want to go, and do we want to follow him?

Prayer

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it. Therefore will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.

-Thomas Merton

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