(in the Christian liturgical calendar, Passiontide denotes the last two weeks of Lent, beginning on Passion Sunday and ending on Holy Saturday)
I went to bed last night thinking on many things and when I do this, it’s easy for my mind to wander and become unsettled. I’m not alone in this, I know. For me, it’s less of an anxious feeling and more of a concerned, concentrated meandering – attempting to sort out all that is going on in the world and where we may be headed. In doing this, I somewhat convince myself that I can protect our family, specifically our daughters, from what might be coming. Of course, this is futile and I know it. I control very little. Heck, I made biscuits this morning and even at the precise oven temperature, I burned the bottoms. I can’t even control that which I meticulously prepare.
With this looming in my mind, I thought it was rather providential that our morning reading was the following Epistle.
“The Lord God hath opened mine ear, and I was not rebellious, neither turned away back. I gave my back to the smiters, and my cheeks to them that plucked off the hair: I hid not my face from shame and spitting. For the Lord GOD will help me; therefore shall I not be confounded: therefore have I set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not be ashamed. He is near that justifieth me; who will contend with me? let us stand together: who is mine adversary? let him come near to me. Behold, the Lord GOD will help me; who is he that shall condemn me? Lo, they all shall wax old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up. Who is among you that feareth the LORD, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? Let him trust in the name of the LORD, and stay upon his God. Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow.”
Isaiah 5:5-11 NKJV
God is always so perfect in His timing. A scripture that was added to a prayer book hundreds and hundreds of years ago, was precisely what I needed to hear on this Tuesday morning. Hallelujah!