Day 12: Thursday in the Second Week of Lent
Those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength,
….they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
….they shall walk and not faint.
I remember staggering out of bed in the middle of the night to retrieve my first born from her crib to be fed in the night. Parents get tired. I see it in their eyes. I remember it in my own. Children are both delight and trial. The lack of sleep from night feedings is replaced by anxious nights waiting for them to come home as teens. It wears on us. Some days, especially.
And then there are the fears: the gut-wrenching fears from an immediate crisis and the haunting, always-in-the-background fears. Anna comes home from a school dance crying and shuts herself in her bedroom. She won’t talk and the anxiety grows. Terrible thoughts flit through your mind. It is a relief to find out it was only that the boy she liked didn’t asked her to dance. You don’t dare express relief. You don’t dare let that knowing smile escape. But you feel it. She will recover from this.
God never grows weary, says our prophet. Rather, God is the one who “gives strength to the weary”.
You’d think God would grow weary at the chaos and cacophony of his children. Every slammed door and dropped bomb reverberates in God’s ears. The tears of every scraped knee and murdered child rip at God’s heart. The cry of the hungry, the ache of the lonely, the pain of the broken, the fear of the captive, are weights upon the divine shoulders.
But God does not grow weary. He lifts up, he sets free, he strengthens and renews. He gives life. In the one who stands astride all time is truth that inspires, beauty that exalts, grace sublime, hope made sure, love unending. And God has poured it out upon us.
God has washed us in it.
in the waters of baptism you grant us great and eternal promises.
Keep us this day in your word of grace and life
that we may walk in gratefulness and joy.
– A prayer for the second week of Lent