Conversations

My prayer life is a running conversation with God. Something irritating happens, I talk to God, try not to blame, feel myself blaming, give it up to God and go on with my day.
Or maybe I see something amazing and thank God for putting me in this place to see this amazing thing.

That is my day, continually trying to give things up to God, knowing in my heart, that I cannot fix things by myself. Although, I do keep trying.

At this point in my existence I’m finding it hard to just sit down and pray. I’d much rather go for a walk, and feel the wind and the sun, work off some calories, and know that God is with me. A walking prayer.

At different times I’ve beaten myself up for not being Thomas Merton and meditating for hours, but for now I’m doing alright.

I disagree with opening up the bible and just praying on the text you come across. I know it works for some people, but I inevitably open up to some horrible text in Judges. Have you ever read Judges? There are some truly nasty stories in there. Really, awful stuff. Seems to me, that there is a whole lot of the bible that needs context to open it up. Certainly before I can meditate on it. That could just be me, but I offer that up to you.

Here are my prayers for the last hour.

Thank you God for my children, even though they can be really whiny and selfish- they make me laugh and wonder
Thank you for my sister - she is so funny and kind
Thank you for not striking me down when I cuss on occasion - I’m working on it.

Amen