|Filey- Church Ravine January 2012|
Day 7“What does Lent mean to me?” Shiela Ford
Lent seems like a journey- a journey with the promise of something wonderful at the end.
Lent begins when Winter is still upon us. A few brave snowdrops , crocuses and daffodils can be seen, bravely facing the frost and icy cold, so in spite of the dark skies I know that the promise of Spring is there. The ice will melt, the sun will shine, the flowers will bloom. I know it because I have experienced it so many times before.
During the Winter months I think we all have times of feeling low, weak, cold in our faith. This year, because I was ill, I was particularly depressed and sometimes it was difficult to glimpse the sunlight. Yet, knowing that the Lent season heralds the start of Christ’s own battle and His ultimate triumph over darkness, I am encouraged to wake up to whose I am, to come close to His cross yet again.
As Easter day nears I turn my face once more towards the light of His love. The love which challenges me, washes me clean, nourishes me and warms me through, so that I can blossom as He wants me to.
I found this short poem the other day and it expresses my feelings perfectly. The poet is anonymous.
Come home again, come home again’
My own sweet heart, come home again.
You’ve gone astray, out of your way.
Come home again, come home again.”
And I do! I run……. straight back into His arms!