I have reflected on the idea of prayer and I am reading (with a friend) the wonderful book Prayer by Hans Urs von Balthasar. This book is so rich that I’m left both breathless for more, even while being totally flabbergasted by his meaty thoughts. I find myself studiously copying down paragraph after paragraph. I will be writing on prayer soon, after I have more time to learn from friends on the topic and think.
I don’t get prayer – it isn’t easy for me to understand or practice. And the longer I am a person of faith the more crazy I feel in group prayer meetings. I’d value any insights.
Also, I’m thinking about the tensions and paradox of the life of faithfulness to God pursuing this illusive life of a writer.
I scribbled this down earlier in the week in my moleskin.
If someone would tell ME
or tell THE WORLD that something
move them, and I
would choose for them to tell THE WORLD, then
I know that I write for the wrong reasons.
Other than that. I will leave you to the rest of your Sunday – whether you practice Sabbath or not, I hope you will enjoy a moment, walking through the Botanical Gardens of Madison.
If you’d like to see my whole set of the walk through Madison’s Botanical Gardens, it is here.