Today is Monday, March 25th, the first day of Holy Week the culmination to a unique Linton journey where I'm unining with my brothers and sisters from Bridgetown Church in a season of prayer and fasting, seeking an increase of faith to come alive in me and in us

between now and resurrection mourning.

Alongside the church across the world, I am on the march with Jesus toward Jerusalem,

the passion of the cross, and the victory of the empty tomb.

As I enter prayer now, victory of the empty tomb.

As I enter prayer now, I slow my body and quiet my mind, setting my whole being in the presence

of the living God who is ever present to me.

Aiming all of my desire at the father who loves to give good gifts to his children,

who sets a table for me in the presence of my enemies, and who prepares

a place for me, even now. Oh, Oh Lord, in the morning you hear my voice. In the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch. Abba Father, in this Lenten season of prayer and fasting, I remember Jesus in the

wilderness now. Fasting for 40 days of testing and temptation.

Jesus resisted lesser appetites out of desire, not duty, desire for me, to call me his own and bring me home.

Holy Spirit, would you awaken my desire now, the greater hunger for which I am resisting lesser loves.

Would my day begin and my prayer flow from the deep longing that I'm holding before you

this Lent London season. Oh, Today we are reading from Psalm 5. Give ear to my words, O Lord, consider my groaning.

Give attention to the sound of my cry, my king and my God, for to

you do I pray.

Well, Lord, in the morning you hear my voice.

In the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.

For you are not a God who delights in wickedness.

Evil may not dwell with you.

The bothful shall not stand before your eyes.

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