I remember the first time I heard about the season of Lent.I grew up in Southern Baptist churches. We celebrated Easter and Christmas. Lent and advent were just not on our calendar.
In college, the Wesley Center sponsored a Linten (I mean Lenten) luncheon. I still don't know if it registered what that meant. I did go for a few cheap meals though.
Then in Seminary, I was on staff at a Disciples of Christ church. We observed Lent.
When I served as pastor, I emphasized the season of Lent. My first sermon I preached was based on Psalm 51. I deeply resonate with the idea of a broken and contrite heart. I want that to be my story. I don't view lent, sin, confession, repentance as negative words as some people do. I view them as part of our faith journey. God wants us to come to him, not assured of our goodness, but assured of God's goodness and love.
This year, I need Lent. I need the spiritual discipline of Lent. I need to be reminded of God's sacrifice for me. I need to fast, pray, and come to God with a broken and contrite heart. My life is out of balance and I need to spend time in silence and solitude.
I wonder about other Baptist pastors and their journey with God through the season of Lent.
