As frightening as it may be to 'center down,' we must find the stillness at the core of the shout, the pause in the middle of the 'amen,' as first steps toward restoration. -- Fr Richard Rohr, "Daily Meditation," December 15, 2018
As I was awakening this morning, the thought came that I need not more rote prayers, I need to still my mind...silence in a word. Be still and know that I am God came to mind. (I just checked and that is from Psalm 46:10.)
Those are my non-marching orders, I suspect. Be still, to me, means enough with the Lord's Prayer, the 23rd Psalm, the Prayer of Saint Francis, the Mary Prayer, all of which I silently pray each morning. I have no problem with that...they stay my inventorying mind. I'm guessing, however, I need to move on up to a deeper place within...to the holy place of silence. Ha! as if I can just move me there.
I need to make myself available with the conscious intention of a silent mind. Then be prepared to sit and wait on the Lord...who tends to have a drag foot, according to me. Ah, but then there's the blinding flash of the obvious. And there it is: God...slower than a turtle/faster than a cheetah, as needed.
Thank you.
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