Lent: not for Sale
By Deacon Karen Melang, Synod Council Secretary
One thing you can say for Lent: it isn’t over
commercialized. Oh, sure, you’ll see the occasional fish special in the grocery
ads, but that’s about it. The business community has never gotten a grip on
Lent the way it has on Christmas. And I guess it’s no wonder.
After all, if you get people feeling all warm and fuzzy
inside and then plunk down in front of them a beautiful, rosy-cheeked, always
sleeping baby, his cool and collected mother and surround them both with pudgy
angels – why we all fairly beg businesses to take our money just so that
feeling can last!
But in the real world – the world of political scandals, of
hunger at home and abroad, the world of strange and hostile global
entanglements, and private worlds of desperation – in that world the warm and
glowy feelings engendered by tiny baby Jesus cannot carry the day.
There may be no cashing in on a bloody, beaten Jesus, but
still the discipline of the church leads us, unrelentingly, to Lent. Lent is a
place of self-scrutiny where most of us would rather not go. It is a time to
look into the mirror and face some unpleasant things about ourselves: namely,
that we are selfish, we are liars, we are misers, we are dying. This kind of
stuff does not sell. A “be happy” attitude, it is not.
Still, in its own way, Lent is a gift. There is special
grace in knowing we can look directly into our own eyes in the mirror and say
the truth out loud, even though it hurts. We need not hide anymore, even from
ourselves. We even have the nerve to admit to God and everybody else that we
are in bondage to sin, chained hand and foot in its murky dungeon, and cannot
free ourselves.
Ultimately, of course, Lent is not about self-scrutiny, it
is about God-scrutiny. We get to keep our eyes on every move that Jesus makes,
watching the one who, for the joy that was set before him, endured the cross
and grave.
No oozy feeling here that we can use to sell toys or books
or anything else, but rather joy – solid, deep-down joy. The kind of joy you can
live on, through public crises and private hells. The joy that comes from
knowing that the person in the mirror is so loved by God that God will do
anything to have her back and will not let her go.
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