First Friday in Lent 2019

For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace. Psalm 102:3

Life is short. In the midst of afflictions and faintness, sometimes life seems like eternity. The reminder in God’s mercy is that life is short when compared with eternity in Him. As the end of James 4:14 notes, :What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” The same is true of smoke. It lasts but a short time.

In the midst of this life, especially in the hard times, it seems long and as if our bones themselves are burning like a hot furnace. This is the cry and prayer of the Psalmist. It should be our cry and prayer as well.

Through trials, it is good for our souls for growth in Jesus Christ alone to admit our short years and how such feels. Trials hurt. They burn. They cause our days to pass by like smoke, like a mist.

Yet, the path to healing in Christ from the latest trial takes time as He leads us gently toward the inn, His Church. It often hurts and burns to have wounds cleaned, treated, and bandaged. Then, to take such bandages off and start the process all over again …. until He gets us to His Church and the safety of His fold again.


Dear Heavenly Father, help us in all our trials and adversities. Help us through your loving grace to own our shortness of life even in the midst of afflictions. Help us to see you alone through your Son Jesus Christ constantly leads us, cleans us, and binds us up from the wounds wrought by the world, the flesh, and the devil. In Christ’s Holy Name, Amen.