Hi God,
Well that didn’t last long.
After finally doing a prayer yesterday
(and as you well know,
getting to it was an ordeal in itself),
I thought that getting going again
might not be so tough as I feared.
So, here we are on day two
and I’m already resisting the “discipline”.
There seem to be too many conflicting priorities,
buying groceries, walking dogs, grading papers,
making up new classroom exercises,
fixing the old ones that missed the mark,
. and . so . forth.
I need to be like those old friars
or whoever it was,
who executed every action
as if it were an act of prayer.
Once in a while, I suppose,
I can feel prayerful on a dog walk,
but buying groceries?
preparing dinner
(peeling potatoes as a spiritual discipline)?
flooding student papers with red ink?
I dunno.
I think it’s going to be a tough 40 days.
How ‘bout you join me on the journey?
Tell each other funny stories;
sing songs together;
that kind of stuff?
You down with that?
Amen