A Patient Kind of Hope
We've been getting settled into our new house. At times, this move has felt a little like we took all of our worldly goods, stuffed them into a huge box and then turned that box upside down to dump it all out somewhere else. But slowly and surely, things have started to take shape. We can catch glimpses of what it will be like when the boxes, plastic bins and chaos have disappeared and we're left with the finished product. Lent is a lot like that, I am learning. We catch glimpses of the Resurrection, and see shimmers of the way the world will be when God ultimately gets what God wants. And for now, those glimpses have to be enough to sustain us, and keep us walking. I find myself in need of a lot of grace lately as we sort through our stuff. At times, I don't do all that well when the way isn't clear, and there's chaos all around me. I want to get to the other side of it all, and be done. I want God to work it all out n...