Lenten meditation

Today’s meditation, offered as part of a multi-authored series available through the Episcopal Diocese of Ohio @ http://www.dohio.org:

It is a day like no other, this Thursday in the fifth week of Lent. It isn’t one of the “big” days, like Ash Wednesday or Palm Sunday, or Fish-Fry Friday. Yet it is a day like no other.

On this day, in the garden, a plant shivered and began to bud in anticipation of the need for comfort and beauty ahead.

The man who owned the colt fed his animals and brushed the donkey’s tail. “Not long now,” he whispered, and the animal tossed its head and stamped impatiently.

The merchants and money changers began to stock up ahead of their busiest week of the year, grinning and cackling as they thought of the profit, and wondering why their wives looked at them strangely.

Somewhere, a baby was born. A child spoke her first word – “Abba.” An old man breathed his last, with a prayer that sounded like a sigh of relief. A woman had a fine dinner with friends and went to bed with a headache, to awaken never the same again.

For some, this will be remembered as a red-letter day. Others will misplace it in the jumbled narrative of a busy life. For some, it will be buried deep, and carried like a stone that splits the current of their river of beating blood.

It is a day like no other. When God created Time, that fitful and fine creature, and saw all of its minutes and hairbreadth moments stretching out (and it was good), God appointed this day to you. How will you live it?

The Rev. Rosalind Hughes. Priest-in-charge, Church of the Epiphany, Euclid

The odd thing is that I had forgotten (having sent it in six weeks ago) that I had slipped my mother’s stroke in there, in acknowledgement of its anniversary this week. It would be, for her, the beginning of an ending, the opening sentence of her next and last, eternal chapter. It is one of the quieter anniversaries that my father and I keep. She would have approved this message. Strange and rather lovely that eight years after her death, she is still teaching and inspiring me.

Wishing you all a blessed day.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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1 Response to Lenten meditation

  1. heidiannie says:

    Each day we live within His will and care- each day is one like no other. As always, I am touched and provoked to think by your words, Rosalind. Thank you for sharing- and in sharing such a personal experience as your mother’s stroke.

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