The Choir Stall of My Heart
It is morning in the monastery. Sister silently enters the chapel and
takes her place in a choir stall, a chair made exclusively to be a place
of prayer....
In the cloister of my heart, I, too, have a "choir stall." Mine is a portable place of prayer, traveling with me to supermarket, airplane, mall. I can "sit down" in this prayer-chair regardless of surroundings, seeking God's touch upon my life and on the lives of those around me.
There are no bells to call me to the choir stall. I must build reminders into my own life. For me, discipline is quite difficult; therefore, I find the following practices helpful. Actually, I find them personally necessary if I hope to keep my life focused and on track... (click here to continue)
In the cloister of my heart, I, too, have a "choir stall." Mine is a portable place of prayer, traveling with me to supermarket, airplane, mall. I can "sit down" in this prayer-chair regardless of surroundings, seeking God's touch upon my life and on the lives of those around me.
There are no bells to call me to the choir stall. I must build reminders into my own life. For me, discipline is quite difficult; therefore, I find the following practices helpful. Actually, I find them personally necessary if I hope to keep my life focused and on track... (click here to continue)
Love this Nancy!! "The Choir Stall of My Heart" is just beautiful! Thank you for sharing your wonderful writing with us!! Long sound the "reminders" in our lives....
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. Oh, how I need reminders!
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