For those of you not of my generation, the title of this post comes from the final moments of Star Wars. Luke Skywalker repeats these words to himself as he flies deep into the Death Star to destroy its core.
The last Sunday of Lent has passed. Holy Week begins on Sunday with the blessing of the Palms and the reading of the Passion. It feels like the home stretch. I feel relieved to be finishing this inward work of Lent, grateful for everything I've learning, and a little sad to see this part of the journey coming to an end.
God, help me to keep the prayerful, disciplined focus of this season and not lose my center in the busy preparations for Easter. Let me run the race all the way to the end (1 Corinthians 9) to win the prize of Easter's joy.
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