It’s the story of my life really; I have the endurance of a Quarter horse rather than a Thorough Bred. That is, I tend to go hard for the first quarter only to lose steam for the rest of the mile. Lent saw this tendency within as it began with my heart listening and my will giving. Now however, my giving up has become rote and seemingly purposeless while I’m not hearing much—perhaps because of my struggle to listen.
Lest my tone sound hopeless, I don’t view it that way. I honestly believe that this season of Lent is significant and what comes easily does not always have lasting value. I believe that I can receive and that by continuing to give, I can and will hear. And I long to hear.
And so the time in the desert leads to darkness which turns to Light.