Zeal (Yr B Lent 3) by Tom Ward
My mother liked to refer to “presumptuous sins.” Yet she was something of a zealot – for peace, racial justice, and socioeconomic equity. Mom could experience moments of overpowering outrage and righteous anger. My father, my sister, my brothers and I, like the disciples, would watch as zeal washed over her and took control. We would wait for it to subside and things to get back to normal.