My Lenten practice this year is a bit different from previous years. I don’t know if I’m doing well at it; I know for certain that I’m thinking more about it. Maybe that’s enough; maybe it’s just a start; maybe they’re the same thing.
Every time someone gets on my last nerve, I ask myself, “Can I see Jesus in this person?” We always want to imagine Jesus in the gentle beggar, the bravely ill. Can we see Jesus in the impatient, the rude, the insecure, the vain, the cruel, the vapid, the greedy, the fatuous, the thoughtless? Can we see Jesus in everyone we hope to God we are not? Can we see Jesus in ourselves?
As of now, I am batting about 350. Lent isn’t over yet, so it could go either way.