"'Writing is really quite simple; all you have to do is sit down at your typewriter and open a vein.' From the writer's vein into the reader's vein: for better or worse a transfusion" (From F. Buechner's, The Clown in the Belfry, 1992). My purpose in adding my thoughts to the myriad of others available throughout cyberspace is simply to open my own veins, or provide an outlet for self-expression with the hope that my own bloodflow may enhance someone else's Godward heartbeat in the process.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Advance To Abandonment
Lent compels us: advance to abandonment. Whereas we often confuse abandonment with passive inactivity, the Lenten season insists that we take action, cutting erroneous ties and re-lashing our moorings to Christ. With the Prodigal, "I will arise and go to my father..." I will arise-- I will wake up, get, up, grow up, and climb up. I trash and discard the garbage piling up in my heart and mind. Ruthlessly, I inventory motive and attitude and address each in desperate fashion. I recalibrate my attention to Christ each day with savage intentionality. "Reckon yourselves dead to sin..." This is no valley of ease; this is a summit to scale under harrowing and hellish conditions. Lent places me precariously on a rocky crag with no safety net below, and bids me ever higher. "I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God who loved me, and gave himself for me." (Galatians 2:20)
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