Inconvenient Obedience
I wrote the following in my journal this morning: "This season of Lent has been the longest and most grueling of any that I can remember." I can't recall a season of Lent quite like this one, within which I've been confronted so harshly by my own frailty and busted-ness. But then again, maybe I've got a short memory. Maybe every season of Lent is filled with those kinds of confrontations, and I've simply let the memory of facing them fade. At this moment, I am longing for Resurrection Sunday. I know that it will come. It's just beyond this last bit of the journey. But it's this last bit of the journey that makes all the difference, isn't it? This last bit of the journey is with Jesus on the road to passion and to Calvary. I read this crazy-awesome description of these last days of Lent from Walter Brueggemann, who wrote: "It is the journey of relinquishment of old visions of reality that are failed and be...