Saturday of the Third Week of Lent B
By
Beth DeCristofaro
Let us know, let us strive to know the LORD; as certain
as the dawn is his coming. He will come to us like the rain, like spring rain
that waters the earth.”
Hosea 6:3)
I
tell you, the (tax collector) went home justified, not the (Pharisee); for
everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and the one who humbles himself
will be exalted.” (Luke 18:14)
Piety
Have mercy on me, O God, in your goodness; in
the greatness of your compassion wipe out my offense. Thoroughly wash me from
my guilt and of my sin cleanse me. Restore to me the gladness of your
salvation; uphold me with a willing spirit. (Psalm 51:3-4, 14)
Study
Years and years ago, I was shocked when I
heard a professor comment that in many ways we create God in our own image. Certainly
the Pharisee is an example of this concept. He prays more to himself than to
God, lording it over others he judges to be substandard and less virtuous than
he is. But I also recognize this attitude in myself when I lose patience or
demand that I am right even if disrespecting another. In acting thus I cannot
see God in that other person because the god-plank in my own eye blinds me.
Thomas R. Steagald, author of Every Disciple's Journey: Following Jesus to
a God-Focused Faith, states "Lent demands that we acknowledge
both that we need straightening and that we cannot straighten ourselves." The
prayer of the tax collector asks God to straighten him out in a prayer of
contrition. He places himself low, at the feet of God as in were, and his plea
is humble. He opens himself to the up welling power of grace which can
transform his life. In Hosea, God is recognized as life-giving and unfailing
spring rain. My own pride or self-aggrandizement is far from life-giving. Which
should I choose? God grants me that choice every day of my life.
Action
As I look back over the day, consider the
moments when I acted as Pharisee or as tax collector. What triggered these
responses in me and where was God in those moments? As I enter the new day,
pray that the spring rain of God’s presence wash over me and produce blossoms
of humility.
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