Thank you dear Father in bringing us to this third week of Lent, of experiencing your loving presence, your mystery, your person; but, still, O God, I continue to seek you.
Or, do I really seek you?
So many times I seek you God like a lost object, a thing I need at the moment like Naaman seeking for a cure to my sickness that in the process, I try to pull strings around, asking help from everyone - the more knowledgeable, the more famous and credible, the better. Why can't I just take the word of a believer like that captured slave girl in our first today?
So many times I seek you God like an idea, merely with an operation of my intellect that I reason out a lot, even arguing with all my preconceived ideas of who you are, of what you like, even of what must be done like Naaman who felt insulted when your prophet Elisha merely sent him a message to wash seven times in Jordan river; why can't I just be like his servants who knew better of simply obeying orders, of keeping things simple than our preference for complicated ones?
Worst, O God, are the many times like the people of Nazareth when I seek you to dominate you, to insist myself on you than me surrendering to you!
Remove my many blindspots, Lord Jesus in truly seeking God especially in this season of Lent; teach me to seek him by surrendering myself to his will like you, simply believing in him who dwells within me and in others through my loving service and kindness to everyone. Amen.
