Well, my life must be getting at least a little in sync with Celtic Daily Prayer. This mornings readings spoke to exactly my struggles right now. So I figured I would share them. This is from the Aidan series of readings for today:
I have observed through the years that most Christians have little understanding of the word ’season’. Our Lord is a seasonal God; He comes, He departs. His faithfulness never changes, but His seasons do! There are seasons when the tree is green, there are seasons when it is dry, and seasons when, for the life of us, the thing looks dead. Now, does this mean you are serving a capricious God who comes and goes by whim? Or, could it be, that it is only though seasons that true growth may come?
And this is the meditation for this day of the month:
Seven times a day, as I work upon this hungry farm, I say to The, ‘Lord, why am I here? What is there here to stir my gifts to growth? What great thing can I do for others - I who am captive to this dreary toil?’ And seven times a day Thou answerest, ‘I cannot do without thee. Once did My Son live thy life, and by His faithfulness did show My mind, My kindness, and My truth to men. But now He is come to My side, and thou must take His place.’
