Thursday, February 26

Psalm 25:1-10

As I sit down to write this, I find that I’m having a difficult time getting into the spirit of Lent, after all, Advent is only a few short weeks in my rear-view-mirror. That reminds me, I still have a couple of tardy Christmas cards to get out! Scholars see our scripture today as a call for help, a lament. However, in the context of Lent, I view it as a plea for spiritual guidance.

Verses 4 & 5 ask that The Sacred might “…teach me your paths. Lead me in your truth, and teach me.” This plea is at the heart of the Lenten Season for me, when I attempt to put myself in-touch spiritually. At times, I find this to be an easy task, after all, it is not difficult to feel connected when The Creator hits me over the head with a beautiful sunset, a hillside of wildflowers or starry night. The difficulty for me is during the hustle of daily life, when it seems I barely have enough time to think. This is the Lenten task, then, to make spiritual time a priority in the chaos that surrounds me. Easier said than done! I remember one of my beloved mentors and former pastor here at FUMC, Bill Wingstrom’s, words of wisdom while discussing meditation. He made the point that “centering” or “feeling in The Presence” in the midst of a busy schedule may be just a moment of silence or stillness allowing those “whispers” or “nudges” to enter my thoughts. This can happen anywhere, at work, gardening, standing in line or on one of my bicycle rides. However it is most effective when I am intentional about it. I have to be a participant, not just an observer.

Verse 9, “He leads the humble in what is right and teaches the humble his way”, offers more guidance in adopting a receptive attitude. It seems humility is a key. It is giving up control and reminding myself of my place in this vast universe. It is within this context that I am most likely to be lead by that Still Small Voice.

In the coming weeks, I hope you will take advantage of the opportunities offered to create your own spiritual space & time, the book studies, the blood drive, serving those in Triangle Park, at the Table or the Thrift Shop, joining the Choir up at Mont LaSalle. Most especially take time to create your own unique experiences. I’ll look forward to comparing notes at the Pot-Luck at the end of Lent. PEACE