I find my phone to stop the alarm then drift for a minute, catch myself before falling into the bliss of a half hour.
It is chilly. I reach for the smooth treasure of indispensable device and question where I laid my glasses. My hand smooths the covers searching and there, good, they are there.
Many mornings I can’t find them, they’ve either been knocked from the table or buried in the covers, haphazardly left wherever, when my eyes grow heavy from straining over bedtime words.
This morning was easy, there they were right beside me waiting.
I said, “Thank you, Lord, for how easy that was.”
Realizing there is more, will be more for which I will say thanks.
Maybe that’s why Paul told the people to pray without ceasing.
Maybe he didn’t expect them to linger without taking a break with their faces to the ground.
Because that is not possible, to stay prayerfully posed all the day through.
Maybe praying without ceasing means just saying thanks for seemingly unimportant and not so life affecting things.
Like finding your glasses without having to crawl quietly on the floor next to your bed with your husband still sleeping hoping you don’t wake him…
To let “thank you, Lord” be as natural in your thoughts in the little things, practice for the big ones that life assures us will come back around.
Gently triggered, prayer is an audible or thoughtful response.
Maybe praying without ceasing isn’t impossible or silly at all.
But, is necessary and natural, a good for you practice like sleeping, breathing, eating, running, working or thinking.
A spontaneous response, rising up from the uninhibited ever expanding wellness of our souls.
Thank you, Lord, for words and thank you for your mercy when I struggle yet again with brevity in my expression through prose.
Thank you big time for making me brave enough to continue.
For thoughts that are informal, even casual or a little comical.
That you help me turn into words.
Thank you for accepting my offering of them to you as prayers.
To continue and believe.
Thank you for everything.
For the subject this morning:
I’m linking up with others who enjoyed the wisdom of Michele Morin at Tell His Story today!