Lent: Day Forty

I must admit, I almost don't want to write this post. I've truly enjoyed this process of writing each day of Lent, and I feel I am going to miss it. Also, a big thank you to each of you who have followed along!

It has been so good to keep Jesus and his death and resurrection at the forefront of my mind. I hope I continue to journal and pray with as much joy and fervency as I have learned to do these last few months. And I hope you all will continue to share prayer requests. My ears are open.

I feel like I should have some grand finale to offer.  But, I don't really. I'm at peace. I'm eager to celebrate Easter tomorrow. I'm anxious to see what the year will bring -- in my life and the lives of those I love.

So, since I have no more words to share, will you let me leave you with my most favorite poem? It's a sonnet by John Donne, and it is my prayer tonight.

Holy Sonnet XIV

Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but Oh, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy:
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.