O Heavenly Father, in whom we live and move and have our being; We humbly pray thee so to guide and govern us by thy Holy Spirit, that in all the cares and occupations of our daily life that we may never forget thee, but remember that we are ever walking in thy sight; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
– For Remembrance of God’s Presence, from The Book of Common Prayer, Canada
I’m not giving up anything for Lent this year. I’ve had enough of giving up. Instead, I’m holding on.
I’m holding on to my loved ones, to the myriad of blessings in my life. I’m holding on to the tiny happinesses that surround me each day. The sound of rain on my bedroom window. The seagulls who line up in rows on driftwood logs in the bay. A bouquet of tulips in my kitchen. The way it feels when my husband takes my hand while he’s driving.
I’m holding on to promise. I’m holding on to my God.
“For the mountains may depart and the hills be removed, but my steadfast love shall not depart from you, and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,” says the Lord, who has compassion on you.
That’s where I stand. On the mountain of my Lord, from which His strength prevails and I will not be moved. He is the Lord, who has compassion on me.