PrayingWithMyFingers

Dear God,
It is still morning but just barely.  I have been delinquent this week in having my prayer time first thing in the morning before I begin my day.  This morning’s reading seems again to be handpicked for me.  Sr. Joyce Rupp asks the question, “What are the first fruits that I am bringing to God?”  Naturally, I thought this was going to be about tithing but instead she writes about her prayer life as a first fruit to God.  “If, I begin the day with prayer, I offer my …

Dear God,
So, God, I got your message loud and clear about whether or not I should volunteer to deliver Holy Communion to the nursing home.  First, there was my conscious, Blanche, responding to my earlier post on the issue, “Doing the hard jobs for God is just that hard work, but it shouldn’t stop us from doing it. We work through it and feel God’s presence knowing that His word reminds us that when we do for the least of these we are doing for God…you are so on the …

Dear God,
Not much on my mind today.  Sorry I had to rush off to the office earlier today without saying hello.  Some days are like that although I know my days always go better when I spend some time with You first.
My mind has been pondering a book I just finished reading – The Shack, by William P. Young.  I have had this book on the Kindle queue for some time now and finally decided to find out what all the fuss is about.  My initial reaction to it was …

Dear God,
Up and out early this morning to Lab Corp for blood work – getting this for my annual physical.  Then back home for quick breakfast before heading over to Manor Care to help with the delivery of the Eucharist to the “homebound.”  This was my first time — I volunteered to help during the summer while lots of the winter parishners are away.  Not sure I can do this on a regular basis.
Manor Care is a nursing home but, to me, it looked a lot like a wax museum.  …

Dear God,
I am not in the mood to talk this morning which is evident from my late arrival at the computer to do said talk.  Really don’t know why this is true.  But the morning may have given me some help in understanding today’s and other recent days of my low-grade feelings of being down.
Therapy appointment at 9am.  Therapist suggests I have dysthymia disorder.  The Greek word dysthymia means “bad state of mind” or “ill humor.” It usually has fewer or less serious symptoms than major depression but lasts longer. …

Dear God,
This morning I have begun the day with meditation and prayer.  No matter how much I would rather NOT have to sit still and be silent, I cannot forget what You have taught me so far about the need for and the blessings of Silence.  So, I return yet again with my reluctant ego and my monkey mind.  The Truth is that Silence is not a duty and a chore.  It is not just an item on the list of things to do even when it is number one …