I have not come to call the virtuous .

Then will your light shine like the dawn.
And your wound be quickly healed over .
Forgiving love is like a sword drawn.
A new  limitless Passover.

Is that what you call fasting.
Is that the sort of fast that  does please.
My fast is so inadequate , hardly testing.
Almost  I’m afraid quite a breeze.

I have promised to give up social media.
At least not reading all the hate .
There’s just too much multimedia.
And so much which does grate .

We can’t always do what’s right.
So we use try and know what’s right.

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How much should we fast
Whatever we can manage
There is a balance

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See Isaiah 58: 1-9

 
Man who is merely a breath.
Whose life fades like a shadow.
Even content, ours is merely a living death.
Now we are above , soon we will be below.

For anyone who wants to lose his life will save it.
But anyone who loses his life for my sake will save it.
As so we know we will be lifted from the pit.
As long as we attempt to follow his writ.

How these words of his revive me in setbacks.
Even today they helped  me .
Despite all the many kickbacks .
Now I feel more clearly can I see.

So there will always be disappointment.
But we must not fall prey to resentment.

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So our life passes
Like a shadow ,a mere breath
But then is reborn

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See Vespers of Today , Psalm 143 and Luke 9 : 22-25

 
For he is all tenderness and compassion.
Slow to anger , rich In graciousness.
And for him , where is our passion.
And of course there’s our ungratefulness.

I am at the Cathedral listening to Alegri’s Miserere.
Its haunting refrain never fails to move .
We can only keep going despite a tear.
But this sadness too does soothe.

We feel so inadequate.
That our faith is so weak.
But we know we have an advocate .
As long as we continue to seek.

Lent is upon us. We seek the holy door.
It’s not so much as giving up than doing more.

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It’s more tenderness
Rather than mortification
That is the keystone

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See Joel 2 : 12-18

I look on everything as so much rubbish.
As long as I have Christ and being given a place in him.
Here is a real  worthwhile wish .
Here is no mere passing  whim.

As usual I was thinking on wasted opportunities.
A life that could have done so much more .
But I have to cope with my shortcoming realities.
Better to dwell on one’s spiritual core.

You have to live for today’s event.
Tomorrow will have its own challenge.
Tomorrow will be Lent.
Although my fast won’t be at all savage.

I can’t try for perfection on my own.
Everything comes from him  as a loan.

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Try for perfection
Just by your own  small efforts
That’s impossible

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See Philippians 3: 8-14