Resist the voices
that clamour for the place you owe the Lord.
As grief needs tears and joy needs laughter,
confusion craves a deeper word.
Sabbatical week 3. Funeral directors rang at 8am this morning!! The temptation is to dive straight into work and deal with their request immediately. There have been a number of occasions in the last three weeks where I have found myself at my desk before the children have even left for school.
Wise spiritual director has always said that a priest who prays in her study soon becomes a priest that doesn’t pray at all. I am already missing the discipline of meeting up with a colleague to pray. Even though it was sometimes sporadic, it did give a grounding and rootedness to the praying alone.
So, I am resisting all the voices that are clamouring for my attention before I give God some space. This morning I put this song on from Iona to help me pray.