For Tuesday the Lenten reading in Malcolm Guite’s, The Word in the Wilderness , was an excerpt from SatireIII, by John Donne:
On a huge hill,Cragged and steep, Truth stands, and he that willReach her, about must and about must go,And what the hill’s suddenness resists, win so.
I sure hope so. Countless pilgrims along the way have said so but sometimes it is so hard to see. Sometimes I feel like Thomas who couldn’t believe until he touched Jesus’ wounds himself. Sometimes I feel like the disciple who said “To whom else would we go”. Whatever I feel in my lack of faith at any time, I know there is no alternative. I just have to keep plodding along. I remember a story about Mother Teresa who went through a dark spell. She said it felt like her fellow nuns held her belief for her till she could hold it again. Even the “big” Christians go through the dark spells and the switchbacks on the path. It does give me hope. Thanks for the great story.
Yes, sometimes it gets pretty dark and all we can do is just stubbornly refuse to let go of God. Knowing that heroes of the faith Teresa have struggled also helps m to keep things in perspective. It also gives me hope. Hang in there, prayers for you going out!!!!
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