A Collection of Stories Lenten Season 2021
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FORWARD a collection of stories Lenten Season 2021 Here are 40 stories from people all over the country who shared about how faith kept them moving forward. Following the stories are reflections to help you think about how their stories may intertwine with your story and how we are all part of God's story. We have always been on this journey, together. On Sundays, there's just a simple question that you can ask yourself before your day begins (or as your day ends... or both. Really, there is no "right" or "wrong" way to go through this e- book). May these stories bless, inspire, and challenge you during this Lenten season. Please feel free to share this with anyone and everyone. ASH WEDNESDAY At five-years-old my child fell in love with chess. At six in COVIDtide, I concluded I was soon to lose him. I could no more play chess than I could fly a space shuttle, and the latter seemed more attainable. I was vanquished; convinced that by second grade he would be done with me for good. I should have liked to die. And then he taught me to play. Waking life can be an egoistic haunt. Was I truly defeated, or was I lazy? I had never played chess. I had never been taught. I had never invested in learning. The prophetic voice was deafening. “If kindergarteners everywhere can learn to play chess, why the ____ can’t you?!” No doubt the words of the LORD. Oh, the stories mere mortals can tell. “I am congenitally incapable of playing chess.” What a laugh. What a ruse. What a defensive posture that liked to hold me back personally and keep me from diving more deeply into life with my child. And oh, how this chess challenge would move me forward. Forward is the very nature of chess. No matter what direction a certain piece moves, an overall effort is being forwarded. Sometimes we send pieces out as forwards, not that the piece in motion would head toward a finish line. Rather, we send it out as a simultaneous way-maker for the taking of a king and disruption of our opponent’s anticipation of our plan. To play at all is to play competitively which requires the characteristic of being forward. Since the goal is the sacking of the one with the highest power, there can be no ambivalence. And yet as saturated as chess is with forwardness, chess is soaked with mystery. ASH WEDNESDAY The game is riddled with moves that are in plain sight to one while remaining veiled to another until the moment the move is made. Such apparitions are breathtaking every time. If we stay in the chess game, we are always advancing in the same way that submitting to mystery always moves us forward to God. Even as we move spiritually deeper, upward toward the heavens, in a profound spiral or not at all. What appears to be certain defeat in chess can later turn up opportunity. Similarly, when in liturgical life we face the ash of death, we accept the possibility of a new arising. In my case the opportunity to experience the profound inner workings of my six-year-old’s mind and to submit to his priestly command of mystery was a most worthy sacrifice of my time. Had it occurred to me that sacrificing my life could take the form of simply playing the game with my boy, then I would not have been so silly. Had I not been so silly, I would not have been subject to the veil. And being subject to the veil is an essential characteristic of a mere mortal in the capable hands of God. Rev. Carissa Baldwin-McGinnis+ Northside Episcopal Church Houston, TX Read: All go to the same place: all are from the dust; all return to dust. (Ecclesiastes 3:20) Reflect: What reminds you that from dust you come and to dust you will return? In between the dusts— where can you find new opportunities? Where do you see new life? Pray: God, have mercy on me, a sinner! FEBRUARY 18 The year 2020 has left us all a little shell shocked. As I look back on the year, the COVID pandemic has provided me opportunities that I didn’t know how much I needed. Life completely stopped, and I loved it. All the normal day to day stresses of work, kid’s activities, volunteering, and homework all halted. I work in health care so the numerous projects I managed all were put on hold and all our energy was placed on COVID. Even my commute to work decreased dramatically. The fear of the unknown of COVID was minimal to the freedom I felt by its existence. I finally had time to focus on what really mattered – family. Ah… so nice. Well, as time moved on, I began to deal with new challenges that I was not expecting. I was managing a staff pool that was emotionally falling apart. My family began to struggle with isolation, loss of work, mental health, education challenges and health issues. I found myself in a world of people who were fragile and struggling to hold themselves up. Society was also crumpling around us. I began to humble myself and look at systemic racism in a way that felt like a punch in the gut. I began to see and hear how people I love and adore, dug in to their beliefs and continued to sit in their glass houses of white privilege, and share language that I didn’t understand and couldn’t agree with. I tried not to, but I did begin to look at people differently. FEBRUARY 18 Right before my eye, the calmness I felt when the pandemic started turned into something I wasn’t prepared for. For my family and employees, I had to be the strong one. There was no room for me to crumble. I also had to find a way to reconcile my own reflections on the summer events and find love for those whose beliefs seemed so lacking of humility and grace. It was hard work. There is only one answer to this and that is God. He says in Matthew 11:28-30. “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humbled of heart; and you will find rest. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” Every day I work to go to God. Every day I work to learn from God. Every day I try to be gentle and humbled. And every day I do this, I find rest. Diane Kaulen Pearland, TX Read: Come to me, all you who are struggling hard and carrying heavy loads, and I will give you rest. Put on my yoke, and learn from me. I’m gentle and humble. And you will find rest for yourselves. My yoke is easy to bear, and my burden is light. (Matthew 11:28-30) Reflect: What does "resting in God" look like for you? Pray: Let my soul find its place in the enfolding comfort of your presence for my restless heart will only find its rest in you. Amen. FEBRUARY 19 As I write this reflection, our second child is on my lap watching something on our iPad, happy and at home. But, in the Summer of 2020, he was watching this same iPad, lying in a hospital bed, with masked and gowned people checking to see if he was okay. It was not COVID-19. What he had was a rough time having experienced a serious allergic reaction, multiple injections, ambulance rides, and hospitals. It was still scary, though, both for him and myself. How else was I supposed to feel when I saw my son’s head tilting down and his eyes closing or when the treatment was taking longer than expected? Looking back at the whole ordeal, there was no time to stop and reflect upon anything that had to do with faith. I did not pray for his health; I did not stop to meditate and calm myself. Those things, honestly, went out the window, rightfully so, I believe. But, my sense of what is both truly transcendent in light of what is imminent all came to me just moments before we were supposed to be discharged from the hospital when I came upon a moment of certainty and commitment: FEBRUARY 19 I realized that something was going to have to be different about my life once this was over and we were home. Faith is not always about what helps keep you going. It’s also not always about what you do when you hit the pause button on life. Sometimes, faith is about how to tell when it is time to make a turn, change lanes, or even replace the vehicle you are using for transportation. During this time of pandemic, faith has been its partner, teaching me more about myself than anything or anyone else and illuminating the paths that I have yet to take, but which I also must take soon. And, I am confident that this has made all the difference. James Kang Pasadena, CA Read: Trust in the Lord with all your heart; don’t rely on your own intelligence. Know him in all your paths, and he will keep your ways straight. (Proverbs 3:5-6) Reflect: What may be some paths that God has illuminated that you have not taken yet? Why not? Pray: God, in you I live and move and have my being: I ask that you guide and govern me by your Holy Spirit, that in all the cares and occupations of my life I may not forget you, but may remember that I am ever walking in your sight; through Jesus Christ, my Lord.