Lord, what are we to
think of these images of your wrath?
Are you poised to
swing your sickle over the earth,
or ready to consume
all its people with fire?
Has waiting for us to
bear fruit exhausted your patience?
Where are you,
Lord--hiding from us, waiting to
spring upon us and
wreak vengeance?
I choose rather to
trust you are a God of steadfast love
and compassion. I think it is right to hold you
in awe, even in fear, but the fear should
be our fear of the
pain that comes with any separation
from you and from your
providential care.
God, if I am wrong,
forgive me.
Lectionary Readings
Ps. 42; 146; 102; 133
Zeph. 1:14-18
Rev. 14:14-15:8
Luke 13:1-9
Selected Verses
Ps. 42:3
My
tears have been my food
day and night,
while people say to me continually,
“Where is your God?”
day and night,
while people say to me continually,
“Where is your God?”
Zeph.
1:18a-b
Neither
their silver nor their gold
will be able to save them
on the day of the Lord’s wrath;
in the fire of his passion
the whole earth shall be consumed…
will be able to save them
on the day of the Lord’s wrath;
in the fire of his passion
the whole earth shall be consumed…
Rev.
14:16
So the
one who sat on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was reaped.
Luke
13:7
"…So
the owner said to the gardener, 'See here! For three years I have come looking
for fruit on this fig tree, and still I find none. Cut it down! Why should it be wasting the
soil?' …" [from Jesus' parable, told to some in the
crowd]
No comments:
Post a Comment