Jesus prays in a quiet place: Abba—Father of Israel, Father of these people of Nazareth, Father of my clan, my Father—How can you love them—my people? Most all are petty, with petty fears and hopes. When they die there will be no earthly trace of their passing, nothing returning to nothing. Yet you love them; you are their Father—Abba! You are my Father. What would you have me be and do?
There are four kinds of people who profess to be disciples: likely only a very few are truly wicked; a few are saints; most of us are in between and may or may not be trying to become better. Continued conversion is a need for those in between, who want to change for the better. That is all Jesus asks of us. He will do the rest. We may go through many years of prayer and service before waking up to the fact that we have not really been following the lead of the Lord. That occurred with both saints and sinners. There is hope for all of us.
Now, during this Lent, Lord, I want to turn to you in a new way, more completely your way. I believe that only you can do this in me and that my part is to allow you to turn me around.