"Why do we fast, but you do not see?
Why humble ourselves, but you do not notice?"
Look, you serve your own interest on your fast day,
and oppress all your workers.
Look, you fast only to quarrel and to fight
and to strike with a wicked fist.
Such fasting as you do today
will not make your voice heard on high.
Is such the fast that I choose,
a day to humble oneself?
Is it to bow down the head like a bulrush,
and to lie in sackcloth and ashes?
Will you call this a fast,
a day acceptable to the Lord?
Is not this the fast that I choose:
to loose the bonds of injustice,
to undo the thongs of the yoke,
to let the oppressed go free,
and to break every yoke?
Is it not to share you bread with the hungry,
and bring the homeless poor into your house;
when you see the naked, to cover them,
and not to hide yourself from your own kin?
Isaiah 58 5-7
I realise that some people may feel uncomfortable with me quoting the Bible like this, and I'm sorry if anyone feels got at. I sincerely hope you don't. I find these words were a great inspiration to me this week and I only wish that I, as well as the wider church could live by them.
I have some musical rituals for Lent: I try to listen to a few Passions (at the very least Bach's St Matthew, Penderecki's St Luke and Pärt's St John), some Seven Last Words (normally Gubaidulina and MacMillan) and I like to give Schnittke's 2nd Symphony a spin at some point during Holy Week.
I've also just put up my usual Lent desktop, which is something I love: