Last year during Lent I posted about sin, brokenness, and finitude. But a few weeks ago as I sat in a coffee shop pondering the approach of Lent, I began to wonder if all three of those are the same word. If sin is the twisted goodness of creation, then whether I did the twisting or was twisted from the outside or was born twisted may not be so different.There is grace in that for me, grace in looking at my sin the way I look at a speech impediment or an injured knee. The repentance that this season focuses on may be little more than an invitation to God to come untwist me.
Come, Lord Jesus.
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