I’d love to be the kind of believer who exudes spirituality, but the real me is a scattered, disorganized, bumbling Catholic. My life is filled with to-do’s, deadlines, shoulds, should nots, quick meals, Facebook, and email. With all these distractions, is there any reason to think I could ever be good at prayer? Of course! And if that’s something you’ve ever pondered, you can too. The reality is, despite our self-induced busyness, we don’t need to ignore the mystical gift of prayer.
For me, the only real way to see continuous, intimate, profound prayer is to make prayer a breath, a time, a space, and accompaniment to the ordinary. Prayer should be a melody from the Holy Spirit working through our day. It’s a continual relationship–a silent, quiet conversation between you and Jesus. He longs to spend his day with us. He wants to know our weaknesses, our highs and our lows.
To those who feel that they have THE SECRET, the reality is, that it isn’t in wishing or imagining an outcome, but rather in knowing that God is our secret. He is always available, whether on our knees in the pew, or crying for help huddled behind the rolled windows of our vehicles on the way to work.
As we might have tea with an old friend, we can visit with Our Lord, or we can breathe His name vocally or within our souls. We can offer our household chores, shopping, employment, or any situation to God as a sacrifice for others.
As I journey, I am learning that rather than beat myself up for not spending a designated hour or two in prayer or reading Sacred Scripture–that it is perfectly OK to make my entire day an offering……….and that, like my faith is a gift.