“She will bear a son and you are to name him Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins.” (Matthew 1: 21)
Throwback to lent when we were questioning how these people could possibly be okay with all this angel of the lord shenanigans.
But really. Lent is a time for us to grow, change and challenge ourselves to be better people. At least that is what lent has always been for me.
Over the past 33 days, I have really had to stop and evaluate a lot of my life decisions. Why am I doing what I am doing? Does it make sense to keep doing what I am doing? Is there where I am supposed to be at this current moment?
These questions keep popping up and my overarching question back to God is: Why are you asking me these things?! I do not have time for you to be tearing down all of the foundational walls that I have built. Please stop. Go away. Don’t ask me these questions.
And yet they keep appearing. I imagine that Joseph was probably like: okay, okay I get it. You want me to go ahead and follow your plan. You can stop butting into my life now.
Okay maybe not. He was super holy. But I am 1000% feeling that way right now.
Like… okay I get it. You want me to be able to follow your will. But like… my plans seemed pretty good too! Okay, okay… I will do what you want. What now you want me to do it joyfully? can you give a girl a break?
And as the days turned into weeks, all of a sudden, His plan didn’t seem as scary as it had all those weeks ago. Suddenly there was peace in the turmoil. There was a way to keep my head above water. There was an anchor keeping me from floating away in the choppy seas.
So where does that leave me?
The end of lent is fast approaching. It has been hard as it always is, but has caused me to make life decisions in ways I have never had to make them before. This has probably been the most powerful lent I have ever experienced. It has lead me to a new found community, breathing life into my weary and tired bones. It has lead me to a peace deeper than anything I have ever known. It has lead me to understand that plans change, and that being willing to move away from a set plan is the best way to live a life to the fullest.
As we draw nearer to Holy Week, I am stopped dead in my tracks at the amount of change God has been able to affect in my life in such a short period of time. 40 days seems like nothing compared to the great big adventure of life. I am so thankful for the ways he has changed my heart, and reminded me that, while He is the most radical answer, He is also the only one that will bring peace to my weary soul.
Holy Week 2018… I am looking forward to you.