God is worthy of praise, I wrote two days ago. The Sisters who went on with prayer, unruffled by noise, have remained examples to me of how God can be praised in the midst of distractions.
But boy oh boy. How tough it can be. I suppose no one reading this realizes that Advent can be a busy season (yes, I’m smiling as I write this). There are plans to be made, cards to be written, gifts to be bought, and dozens of et-ceteras.
I spent today engrossed in the et-ceteras. It wasn’t until tonight that I realized I’d been absolutely hammered by the THUDs. All too often, the noises distracting my prayer are not coming from the outside. They’re right here in my head. They are “did you buy this?” and “you forgot that” and “you HAVE to deal with this issue right NOW” thud-thuddings. At such times, I feel my mind has jammed up like mid-city traffic at rush hour.
One thing that helps me in the midst of a day like this one is to offer prayer whenever it occurs to me that I haven’t been offering it.. After all, it is never too late to begin anew.
“Let your prayer be very simple. For the tax collector and the prodigal son, just one word was enough to reconcile them with God.” (St. John Climacus)
God is worthy of praise, whether my distractions come from outside or from inside. If I haven’t spoken with Him in hours, I can do so at the very moment I think of it.
And so I shall.
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