The First Sunday in Lent was filled with laughter and blessing, celebration and joy. Not what I expected. Not what I planned. It is a somber, melancholy day marked with temptation and wrestling in the wilderness. Yet a light was present in the midst of the dead trees that marked our step on the Lenten journey. That is how I think it is with God ... a light when we don't plan on it, a ray of hope when we don't expect it, and a faithfulness when we are at our weakest.
One of the commitments I made for this Lenten season is to look for the holy amid the ordinary and this day I could have missed it. We get so caught up in our own plan and agenda that we forget to look with an open heart past our own thoughts.
I am grateful for the staff I am blessed to work with each day, the children and youth who open my heart, and the faithful support of those who nurture my soul by their presence and support. Each of you have helped me see the light this day past my own thoughts. In the people I am honored to serve I have found hope in the most unexpected moments. And in God's faithful presence I have found strength.
This First Sunday in Lent was filled with laughter and blessing, celebration and joy ...
Thanks be to God!
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