This Lenten season seems to be my time in the wilderness. I have been plagued with one illness after
another, and I wonder why. I have been
weary, and I have felt empty. It seems
each time I have felt a little better, and taken a step forward, it seems I
have been pushed two steps back.
For a time I was disconsolate.
Hopeless. Why, I wondered, had
God brought me to this place? Why had I
prepared for the ministry just to be cast aside? Why did volunteering two mornings in a row at
the school result in a week of illness?
Why did I have to be so fragile?
The answer came to me Sunday morning as I was sharing my
frustration with a friend, one who readily understands because she lives with
lupus. After we commiserated over our
loss of energy and direction, I picked up my hymnal and saw the red ribbon that
marks a special place in that book, No. 607, A Covenant Prayer in the Wesleyan
Tradition. I purposely put the ribbon
marker there because I prayed that prayer with my mentor when I started my
candidacy, and I pray it every so often to remind myself of my commitment to
God:
“I am no longer my own, but
thine.
Put me to what thou wilt, rank
me with whom thou wilt.
Put me to doing, put me to
suffering.
Let me be employed for thee or
laid aside for thee, exalted for thee or brought low for thee.
Let me be full, let me be
empty.
Let me have all things, let me
have nothing.
I freely and heartily yield all
things to thy pleasure and disposal.
And now, O glorious and blessed
God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, thou art mine, and I am thine.
So be it. And the covenant
which I have made on earth, let it be ratified in heaven. Amen.”
So I am just where God put me,
idle for the time, and everything is as it should be. It is my time to
sit and be silent, perhaps to listen. I
have been here before, and good things have come from it. Good things will come again. I just have to remember that and be glad.
Perhaps this is happening to you,
too, as it is to my friend. Perhaps this
time of Lent is a time for all of us to sit, and to listen.
Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take
courage; wait for the Lord! Psalm 27:14
Dear Comforter God:
How hard it is to wait. We want
to know what is to come, and we want to know now! We want to be busy for you, and we find it so
hard to be still. Please help us to be
patient. Grant us the peace and the
patience to wait upon you, to listen for your still, small voice. Amen.