**I just re-discovered this. This post was never published and I'm not sure why. It spoke to me today. I have been very focused on running, on swimming, on a million other things, but I have neglected my mindfulness and my quietness. This is what I needed to remember today.**
I have this problem. My problem is that I don't have enough time in my day to meditate or save some space/time for quietness. However, in staff meeting on a particular Sunday, I realized (after a short formational piece at the beginning of the meeting led by Rev. Aimee) that I'm wrong. I do have time in my day, but I CHOOSE to not make space. I think that it has to be this absolutely silent, no children, no talking, monk-like moment. This is crazy talk. That will never be my life, nor do I necessarily desire that life (okay,once in a while, yes, I desire that life). I realized after attempting some form of quiet, alone time before the kids woke up (and not getting said quiet, alone time because Baby Girl woke up), that what my soul craves is not those carefully planned and constructed moments, but using the moments I am given--moments waiting for me to discover them.

I also forget that moments happen when we least expect them. I washed 4 pairs of muddy shoes yesterday (yes, this meant that for the day I had 6 kiddos in the house-- 2 babies, 2 three-year olds, and 2 four-year olds. Yes, I was asked if I had 3 sets of twins). I used this moment to create silence and pray. I was given a moment and I graciously took that moment and created a space. A space for prayer, for silence, for stillness, for peace.
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