Tonight we take down the lights that have brightened the living room and chapel since Christmas. I welcome the increasing natural light, but I know that it is a clearer and sometimes harsher light than the twinkling lights I’ve enjoyed. Some days the light of reality is almost blinding, and other days it seems to hide entirely and leave me in darkness and gloom. With the coming of Lent, we let go of some artificial security and turn toward life in all its stark beauty.
Tomorrow we begin the journey toward the greatest epiphany, the fullest manifestation of God among us. We will see the deeper transfiguration of human mortality and sin into glory and reconciliation. But we won’t see it all at once. Tomorrow we start on the road, not knowing - no matter how many Lents we have lived - what lies further down the road. We only know that we are called to leave our safe lights, the little lights of our own devising, and follow the Light that cannot be overcome.
If you’re headed to a Mardi Gras party or a pancake supper, enjoy! We will have our own little version here. And as you enjoy the comforts of this night, give thanks for the deeper delight that awaits you in April.
I’m excited that Elizabeth will be joining me for the occasional blog post this Lent, along with who knows who else? Perhaps you too will find your voice in prayer and thanksgiving this spring.
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