I said to a group of people recently that if you want to know what am about to do next, pay attention to what I’m preaching.  In the past three days I have preached on freedom, kite-flying, and giving up good things that we hold onto in the wrong way.

But the other indicator of my mood — the one that often shows me how I’m feeling before I know — is which bits of the Eucharistic prayer catch hold.  So today, with perfect timing, we had:

Worship and praise belong to you,
maker of light and darkness.
Your wisdom draws beauty from chaos,
brings a harvest out of sorrow
and leads the exiles home.

… all of which, of course, means that I need to give up romantic idealism for Lent.   But for a while, the indulgence is lovely.

8 thoughts on “freedom”

  1. That is recognising where you are – I wonder how it links in with gaining insight on how to fulfil the place where you are, how to learn its lessons?

    For me, the most simple and true insights usually come through academia – most recently through reading a wise young colleague’s comments on a set of essays on wilderness wanderings, and coming to realise that I had somehow imagined I could skip straight from Exodus to Promised Land – er now how did I of all people make that mistake? And of course once I accepted the place where I was, the desert began to blossom

  2. ah interesting. You do of course skip straight from Exodus to Promise Land all the time, and I haven’t noticed since I am prone to the same.

    Years back a spiritual director suggested Beldon Lane’s The Solace of Fierce Landscapes. It didn’t quite work for me at the time, but I know it’s a book I’ll need to go back to. Do you know it?

  3. In part, yes, I think that IS the problem – but if you think about it, getting back to Jerusalem must have been encountering another kind of wilderness. We are not alone in our skipping, as I realised reading the essays. However there is a bloke out there patiently insisting we NEED to experience the Wilderness. Good on him.

    Book looks interesting – promising that it is in the ‘tradition of Norris’ as she is somebody I can read – I can’t always. I come to realise I am a writer more than a reader – whoever would have thought it.

    Ash Wednesday is a liturgical anniversary – on it I wrote my first ever first person story – about Job. Must be about five or six years ago now.

  4. Thought: perhaps a reluctance to experience Wilderness is part of the true Wilderness experience?

  5. What a wonderful post! And interesting dialogue to follow . . . those words caught me yesterday too, as they often do when we first begin using this liturgy. I am very fond of it.

  6. This Eucharistic prayer is beautiful and meaningful and one could use nothing else during Lent. Having said this and meaning it I do question why one should give up romantic idealism be it Lent or some other time. I am sure Kimberly that you will ,as usual, instruct me in the error of my ways.

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