In the midst of our busy life.
This last week at school was quite a week. Not at school but during that time period. (I tend to measure time by where I am and what I'm doing)
My mother was scheduled for surgery and we also found out that a very good friend and a boardmember from CFN was in the hospital. Need less to say we spent extra time reflecting on these two special people and life in general. Both have returned home although the recovery period is yet unknown for either.
Life is filled with many challenges and not the least of them is finding time to pray. How foolish is that statement! If we have time for nothing else prayer should never be left out. But moments of prayer for others reminds me how I have let prayerfulness slip from my conscience thoughts. I would pray but not enough.
I have been reading a book-"The PastorÂs Soul Volume 7: Deepening Your Conversation With God" in the mornings and today I came across these words: Ora Labora. Now I knew I had seen them before and as theexplanationn came Irecognizedd the source. Benedict, of the Order of that name, from church history. It basically means pray and work. Benedict "taught his followers that to pray was to work, and to work was to pray." I was reminded that while I can and should pray in a quite place, I can also pray in the midst of everything else I do. In fact if I maintain my prayerfulness the very work I am doing becomes part of the prayer. Hummmperhapss I am not to old to learn something new after all.
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I can relate to that...(Ora Labora) Many times I reflect and feel a connection while "working" and admiring a sunrise/sunset or a thunderstorm.
Great observation there Joe. For those who don't know, Joe sees the sunset\sunrise and thunderstorms at eye level for the cockpit of an airliner. So he sees them in an upclose and full all view.
okay, so i don't have any witty or deep comments, but i can tell you that i feel like i'm stalking your family. i checked carrie's blog, then ken and brenda's, only to check back with carrie's blog to figure out who the friends were, that were with ken and brenda and why they needed sour keys or whatever. i must lead a dull life.
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