At the end of the day, it’s not just about spectating; at the end of the day, it’s not just about building a monument. At the end of the day, it’s about pursuing God with our whole heart.
Lent is a season of clarity. We already sit among the ashes. We already sit in cities made in our own image.
We are both sinners and saints, dust and treasure, limited but with tremendous potential, fallen but loved.
We fast to clear away the noise and the pain and the hurt. We fast to tune our hearts to his grace. We fast, even in the midst of our pain and brokenness, not to be torn down.
No, we fast to be built up. To be reminded of what matters and where life is found. We fast so that our ears can properly hear that voice of God, calling out to us.
Can you hear me now?
As the Church, it would be foolish to believe we have not participated or contributed in some way. We can confess the ways we have corporately and personally upheld this power dynamic, repent and seek to turn it upside down.