The last week has been a gathering storm full of
blackening skies and threatening winds. The consequences of my foibles have
boomeranged back to me in various ways and seemed to outweigh anything I might have
to offer in compensation. Yesterday was so intensely dark, it was physically hard
to breathe.
Felicitously, Chris and I had a counseling session last
night and light broke through to displace the gloom. Of the many things we
discussed, our counselor suggested we include a daily mutual meditative ritual to
help us get in sync whenever we settle in together at the end of the day, or in
other words, that we pray together.
I used to pray on a regular, regimented basis. I
would have been one of those Athenians Paul addressed when he told them that in
all things they were too superstitious. Religiosity pervaded my life, draining
the vitality from spiritually-centering rituals, and I struggled to find my spiritual
self. Many potentially helpful acts were abandoned. The counselor’s suggestion last
night was the equivalent of reminding me I needed a spiritual V-8. Cautious
hope stirred.
This morning, before I left to go running, Chris and
I knelt down to pray. The sweet relief that flooded my soul from our simple
prayer was immediate and profound, soothing my life-scalded consciousness like sweet salve. Tranquility distilled upon the both of us and, in that moment, concerns we expressed last night lost their urgency. As this day progresses,
peace centers my soul and forgiveness for myself and others lightens my heart. Amazing grace, indeed.
“Ere you left your room this morning, did you think
to pray?” queries a hymn from my youth. “In the name of Christ, our Savior, did
you sue for loving favor as a shield today?...
When your heart was filled with
anger, did you think to pray? Did you plead for grace, my brother, that you
might forgive another who had crossed your way?...
When sore trials came upon
you, did you think to pray? When your soul was full of sorrow, Balm of Gilead
did you borrow at the gates of day?
Oh, how praying rests the weary! Prayer will
change the night to day. So when life gets dark and dreary, don’t forget to
pray.”
Beautiful words, my friend. Thanks for the reminder to let things go and to strive for peace and centeredness.
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