I've been listening to many people talk about how Daylight
Saving Time has messed with their body’s rhythm. I have to admit I have also been struggling
with the time change and have found it extremely necessary to nap in the
afternoons. Even with the nap, I am able
to sleep, well, through the night. When
rhythms are abruptly changed, it gives us an opportunity to restructure our
time and our responsibilities.
It could be considered part of a Lenten practice: a time to
give up; a time to take on; a time to take care of our souls; a time to take
care of each other. When an hour goes
away, we realize its value. In about a
week, our bodies will regain their rhythm.
We will find our way through this Lent after struggling through the
first week of messed up schedules. We
will prepare for these next days with an understanding of our vulnerabilities
and our dependence on the stability we can find in relationship with God.
In the meantime, I will rest when my body requires
rest. I will live in relationship with
my dear ones and with the Dear One. I
will find the rhythm of Lent and embrace all the nuances of this journey. I will adapt to the light and be thankful.
Dear God, in this holy time of Lent we are witnesses to
dramatic change in seasons. As the snow
melts and puddles flood the still frozen earth, new sights and smells remind us
that creation is ever in transition.
When human constructs, like Daylight Saving Time, disrupt our rhythm, we
have the beauty of creation, in its time of transformation, to remind us that
in every hour you are present, even in that hour we “lost,” you are
present. Be with us watching, waking and
sleeping. Guide our dreams and make us
ever thankful for you. Amen.