Leaning Into the Quiet

This Lenten season hasn’t been exactly what I expected. I thought I’d have so much to say. But, as I’ve read, prayed and meditated, I’ve grown quiet. Instead of an all-consuming desire to write, I’ve felt a strong call to quietly contemplate.

It was a hard call to heed at first. I tried to sit down at my computer to write posts for this Lent series. But each time I felt as though my hands were tied and my lips were sealed. This was not your typical case of writer’s block. Ideas were free-flowing, but I just couldn’t find a way to communicate them.

I resisted the temptation to post content that I felt needed a “Ya know what I mean, man?” question at the end of every paragraph. Instead, I surrendered my agenda to His and leaned into the quiet.

Why is that so much easier said than done? Time and time again, He has shown His Love, proven His faithfulness. Yet, like a toddler, I insist on my way. I kick and scream, convinced I know…everything!

Each time, Grace gently embraces my weeping body – comforting me, loving me, restoring me.

Yeah, this Lenten season has not been exactly what I expected. But, I have heard the voice of my Maker (and not just through Woody Allen!). The past few weeks have been marked by an intimacy with the Source of Love and Giver of Grace that I will not soon forget. And for that, I’m so happy I surrendered.

What about you? What has this Lenten season taught you so far? Do you also struggle with surrender? I’d love to hear from you in the comments.