tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954933932670299796.post3335871606242831306..comments2023-09-05T04:09:28.653-04:00Comments on Sacred Space: Prayer lost in the clutterUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954933932670299796.post-38592445866214808872008-02-22T23:42:00.000-05:002008-02-22T23:42:00.000-05:00Amen. I think the noise of the city is an impedime...Amen. I think the noise of the city is an impediment to the fellowship God wants with us, and that man has grown accustomed to shutting out God with noise.<BR/><BR/>Why? So we can be our own God's.<BR/><BR/>The still small voice is speaking to us, if only we would listen.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954933932670299796.post-47060231781954955772008-02-21T07:16:00.000-05:002008-02-21T07:16:00.000-05:00It's hard to just all at once begin a meditative m...It's hard to just all at once begin a meditative mind. It's harder when there are more serious things happening in my life than the obviously mundane. This mantra helps ...<BR/><BR/>Relax<BR/>I love you<BR/>I'm glad to be alive<BR/>I am animal<BR/>I am nature<BR/>Surrender<BR/>Enjoy<BR/><BR/>I may get to the third line and my mind would drift to other things. I catch myself drifting and start, again, from the beginning.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954933932670299796.post-21057793931248576612008-02-19T13:51:00.000-05:002008-02-19T13:51:00.000-05:00this is a lesson I am still trying to learn :)than...this is a lesson I am still trying to learn :)<BR/><BR/>thanks for your column :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954933932670299796.post-11614328190492599942008-02-19T13:45:00.000-05:002008-02-19T13:45:00.000-05:00I can't fault you, Jane. The same distractions pl...I can't fault you, Jane. The same distractions plague me during prayer. A disorderly environment, voices in the background, worries that seem to pervade my thoughts.<BR/><BR/>I try to remember that, as in tithing to our Church, we must give God the first fruits of our labor. So I find a quiet spot and close my eyes. I try to remember that no worries, no joy comes before God. He is first, the rest follows.<BR/><BR/>It's such a simplistic solution. Unfortunately the application is not equally simple to perform. <BR/><BR/>It's sort of like trying to put together a child's toy before Christmas. "So easy, a five-year-old can put it together." The problem is there is never a five-year-old around when you need one.<BR/><BR/>Which leads me to a solution that doesn't always present itself, but when it does works every time. Pray with someone! That never fails to keep my attention.Catholic101https://www.blogger.com/profile/09155134213650587054noreply@blogger.com