There’s not much reflecting that I have done on Lent today. I awoke at the usual time (5:30 AM), made breakfast and drove off to work. After work I walked three miles as part of my cardiac program and then went to buy tonight’s dinner. Chili and hot dogs it was. Upon returning home I had to call my brother in Idaho. “Had to” does not really say it right however. I wanted to call my brother. Some of my best times are when I’m hanging out with my brother, whether in person or on the phone. So let’s put it this way: it was a priority that I call my brother.
That call completed, now it’s time to eat and after that I must dive into “The Skeletons In God’s Closet” in order to prepare myself to help lead a book study next Monday night. I love the book and love leading the study, and tonight I must pour a few hours’ into preparation for this project. Of course, I still have Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday to go, but he who hesitates is lost, or so they say. So tonight, preparing for my book project and talking to my brother take precedence over writing a reflection.
And that is completely biblical. Ecclesiastes 3:2 says “There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal—.” You probably know the rest of that scripture, especially if you were a teenager in the 1960’s and listened to The Byrds singing “Turn Turn Turn”, a song written by American musical genius Pete Seeger. I have no idea what the spiritual orientation of The Byrds or Mr. Seeger was but the lyrics, as far as anybody knows, are credited to Solomon, who knew a thing or two about God.
So tonight I prioritize. That which I have considered and decided is truly important I will do. That which is less important will take a back seat tonight. To everything a season.