Lent, day 19. Also, prayers for my children, pandemic edition. The only words I can use to describe this time are discombobulating and surreal. But I’m a turtle, and when things get weird I pull my head in for a bit. So when my discombobulation started a couple of weeks ago I went silent. Not because I quit praying. But first came an oddly timed vacation with my daughters, then the world erupted and now there is just too much noise.
But we all need a new normal, and for me, that means I write. And God, in his familiar gentle way, has placed the timing perfectly at one of my tip-top favorite passages in my Lent reading of Jeremiah.
For a little background, the Israelites are in captivity because they turned to other powers besides God, worshipping other gods and refusing God’s loving protection (“I thought you would call me Father, and would not turn from following me.”)
Today, we read that God plans to leave them in captivity for seventy years. So, he says, you need to settle in and pursue well being where you are. Hmmm.
Now here it comes. The promise that we can cling to in captivity or in freedom. This is a promise with conditions, but the conditions are entirely within our choosing.
“You will call to me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you search for me with all your heart. I will be found by you.” Jeremiah 29:12-14a
A lifelong prayer, never more needed than today.
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You’ve no idea how many times your writings have helped find that extra strength I didn’t think I had. How you encourage to pray, not think ahead. In this period of social isolation, I was in tears this morning. Jenny and Brandon bring our groceries etc and leave them at the door Looking out for US, she’s discouraged hugging and seeing the babies. We are so blessed and feel peace and strength from the One that created each of us when we stop long enough to go to him. Again, thank you for your Godly heart and your wisdom filled writings. I love you, Deet Scott.
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