This morning's walk was accompanied by a gusty, rather chilly wind. Last week was not the easiest of weeks for me. Certainly in the midst of some changes I am receiving much encouragement, but I have also gotten my feelings hurt more than once, and those voices kept surfacing. As I walked, I realized that was probably a sign that I am simply tired. I then turned turned a corner, the wind paused for a moment, and this lovely scene peacefully greeted me. I heard the psalmist plea, "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me (Psalm 51:10)."
Some translations read " a pure heart." Not sure I will ever have one of those. But, a clean, or at least cleaner, lighter heart, is surely possible. Such is the gift of Lent. Such is the gift of God.
No comments:
Post a Comment