This morning I was walking backwards up a hill near my house. It was 5:45 am and still dark…except for the big bright full moon. What a clever moon! Last week it was just a crescent, rising and shining above the stained glass windows during Sounds of Silence (Do You See What I See? Echoes of Pleasure).
My weekly Sounds of Silence contemplative prayer group meets in the sanctuary of an Anglican church. The other night, I looked up…up…up…way way up to the top of the tall, faintly glowing stained glass windows. There was a pane of clear glass. Directly in the middle of that window pane was the crescent moon, shining as bright as the sun in the dark night sky.
I don’t know about you, but my time and energy is too valuable to spend focusing on things I can't change, dwelling on the past, or regretting stuff I said or did. Instead, I’m meowing and purring like a happy cat basking in the sun, licking the last of the fish from my paws and whiskers.
Last week the editors of alive magazine sent me an assignment — and the topic is the most interesting one I ever received from them! There’s a message in this for you, too. An echo of connection, a reminder that everything in your life is happening for a reason.
My newest, most favorite way to pray is to hold a situation or person lightly in my hands. I gently cup it and sit beside Jesus. Shoulder to shoulder. I lean against Him, feeling His solid warmth and powerful presence. I don’t ask for a specific outcome or pray for anything in particular.