Yom Kippur
"Blessed are You, LORD our God, King of the universe, Who sanctified us with his commandments..."
I always want to celebrate the Jewish feasts, but never have the opportunity to. Tuesday evening to Wednesday evening was Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, a day of confession and repentance. I didn't really observe it, because while I knew it was coming up, I was too busy to look into when exactly it was, and then figured I missed it. Which I technically did.
However, Wednesday night I missed church because happy hour with work (a goodbye for gotsg :( ) went too long. I had really wanted to go to church because I knew I needed it. But in missing church, I got home earlier than I would've, which left me time for a good quiet time, which I came to realize I needed even more. I needed a time of digging. I told God that I was going to be selfish that night and not pray for anyone else, not use my rosary beads for anything other than things pertaining to me. And I felt Him saying, 'Go ahead.' And so I dug. And it was yucky. But as CS Lewis said, 'The real test of being in the presence of God is, that you either forget about yourself altogether or see yourself as a small, dirty object.' I know I was in His presence. I squirmed a lot - both literally and figuratively. I was convicted of many things, and so confessed many things, and begged Him to help me be more in tune to them and help me to take them more seriously so that I may fight them and stop letting them get in the way of my relationship with Him.
So this year I kind of observed Yom Kippur almost on the day. I just thought that was kind of cool when I figured that out.
I always want to celebrate the Jewish feasts, but never have the opportunity to. Tuesday evening to Wednesday evening was Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, a day of confession and repentance. I didn't really observe it, because while I knew it was coming up, I was too busy to look into when exactly it was, and then figured I missed it. Which I technically did.
However, Wednesday night I missed church because happy hour with work (a goodbye for gotsg :( ) went too long. I had really wanted to go to church because I knew I needed it. But in missing church, I got home earlier than I would've, which left me time for a good quiet time, which I came to realize I needed even more. I needed a time of digging. I told God that I was going to be selfish that night and not pray for anyone else, not use my rosary beads for anything other than things pertaining to me. And I felt Him saying, 'Go ahead.' And so I dug. And it was yucky. But as CS Lewis said, 'The real test of being in the presence of God is, that you either forget about yourself altogether or see yourself as a small, dirty object.' I know I was in His presence. I squirmed a lot - both literally and figuratively. I was convicted of many things, and so confessed many things, and begged Him to help me be more in tune to them and help me to take them more seriously so that I may fight them and stop letting them get in the way of my relationship with Him.
So this year I kind of observed Yom Kippur almost on the day. I just thought that was kind of cool when I figured that out.
posted by melilotnfosco | 10:41 PM
4 Comments:
Love this post. :) Also, I was praying for you on my walk this morning (and added myself too since we struggle with some similar things), and the verse "It is finished" came to me. I thought it related to your FB post the other day. :)
*hugs* I like this post, too
*hugs* back :)
and thank you, chelley. i thought i replied to your comment, but apparently not. :/
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