So much wasteland today, the first Sunday in Lent. The desert of the testing in Matthew 4; the flattened cities of Japan that suggest hauntingly the devastation of Hiroshima and Nagasaki; the threat of nuclear fall-out, and the 15th anniversary of the Dunblane massacre, which turned an innocent school gym into a polluted murder scene.
The only light I could find was the 11th verse of the gospel: “Suddenly, angels came and waited on Jesus”. Suddenly, and not after everything had been cleared up and planted with gardens and memorials. I preached about it here.