My Soul Waits

Dear Friends,

One of the Lenten Psalms, Psalm 130, says: I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than those who watch for the morning, more than those who watch for the morning.

How much do you long for spring? I feel the long cold winter and a longing for the coming of spring like an aching in my bones. This Sunday morning at 2:00 a.m. Daylight Savings Time officially ends so we will turn our clocks AHEAD an hour before going to sleep. The temperature for the weekend is expected to be over 40 degrees, and many of our congregation who have had colds and flu are beginning to feel in the pink again. In my daily prayer time I have been thinking about what it means to long for the presence of God like we long for the coming of spring. The presence of God is not an event like paying off a mortgage or the first day of spring which passes and then becomes accessible only in memory, but rather our eagerness to experience the presence of God and God’s actual presence is always in season. I enjoyed playing with our seven-month-old grandson, Eli, for a couple of hours on Sunday afternoon. I tried to be in the moment with him and simply to enjoy his delighted curiosity about everything. When we are paying attention to the lives we are living moment-by-moment, we are in the presence of God, but too soon we learn to live in our heads and pay attention mainly to our own thoughts and memories. Prayer is like a constant first day of spring. What we have been longing for has come and so we can just be there and soak it in like Eli does. My prayer is that each one of us will long for and experience the presence of God this week. My soul waits for the Lord more than those who watch for the…spring.

 Peace, John