“Glory” | Reflection by Duo Dickinson

Lent is not a season of Glory. For most it is a Season of Mud. For others it is the Season of COVID. In Connecticut it is the Season of Not Spring.

Most of us try to find Glory in our daily lives. A job well done. A child’s admission to the “Perfect School.” The purchase (or sale) of a home. We revel in fulfilled hopes, our efforts rewarded. But for every Glory of control and performance, there are any number of fears and failures.

As a Baby Boomer, our Generational Crest might well have the motto “KING OF THE WORLD!” We of “the most toys win,” the McMansion, and “Greed Is Good” are the poster children of hubris. Somehow the entitlement derived from our parents surviving the Depression and World War II meant that Glory is most often desired in our resumes. We want to control those, and everything else, but, ultimately, we do not control much, because we did not make ourselves.

Despite all the entitlements we assume, our lives are just a gift. Easter literally embodies that gift. God’s Grace is the only Glory, not us. Mud Season soon becomes Spring, without our doing a thing.