Today’s journal prompt comes from the Liturgical Press publication, Daily Reflections for Lent: Not by Bread Alone 2018 by Michelle Francl-Donnay:
Her meditation for Saturday, March 24:
“As the long season of Lent turns toward Holy Week and Easter, stop with G-d to take stock of where you have been. Where has your heart been opened? What Scriptures have spoken to you most clearly? What are you still clinging to that you wish to leave behind?”
In you, O Lord, I take refuge;
let me never be put to shame.
In your justice rescue me, and deliver me;
incline your ear to me, and save me.
I will sing of your salvation.
I’m sure I’ve mentioned this responsorial psalm before. It was one of the first that I randomly read when I began to visit the church. It holds a special place in my heart, and was one of the things that saved me from crisis.
Meditate on these two verses, and while you are with G-d, see how they apply to your life, and your relationship with Him.
Wait for the Lord; be strong; be stouthearted, and wait for the Lord! Ps 27 (26):14
Psalm 102 (or Psalm 17) R. O Lord, hear my prayer, and let my cry come to you.
Meditate on these two verses. What are they saying to you? The second one was something I found comfort in at the beginning of my journey towards Christ. It still feels melancholy to me. Is it that way to you or does it feel differently?
“I cannot do anything on my own; I judge as I hear, and my judgment is just, because I do not seek my own will but the will of the one who sent me.”
Reading: John 5:1-16
“Do you want to be well?”
“Rise, take up your mat, and walk.”
When I began visiting church I hadn’t realized that it was during Lent. I had a vague notion since it was right before Easter, but I wasn’t marking my days by the litrugical calendar as I do now.
One of the things I really love about history is that it’s historical. It happened. And for religious history, being Jewish, not only did it happen there, but it happened first. I’ve always been enthralled by my connection to the chosen people.
I remember reading for the first time about the discovery of the five porticos and how it was the place – the pool of Bethesda. I didn’t know the significance, but whatever had happened, happened there, and there existed.
I wasn’t told in words to take up my mat, but when I felt the words’ meaning, I was changed.
Just when I think winter is over, a curveball is thrown. Think about the power of nature, and its beauty. Where do you find G-d in nature?