After starting a farm business with a learning curve similar to a figure 8, quitting my job, and coming back from a major illness… I’m back, almost. I can’t wait to start writing again for I think of new ideas to present my old memories on a weekly basis. God bless you and YOUR healing in the weeks to come. Craig
We’re gathered around for circle style prayer in church. Most people were praying intently with eyes closed, squinting even. An older lady in the back is more than half asleep but that’s okay, she gets my grace. Her eyes are also squinting shut so she’s probably praying during her dream.
I then had this unstoppable curiosity to look at my iPhone to see what time it was. Ten minutes left. We all know that when 10 minutes comes God himself will be finished speaking through our words of prayer, so everyone will stop talking almost at the same time, it’s uncanny really.
How did I gain all this wisdom? My eyes were open during prayer. To make matters worse, I had a couple of weak moments and I looked around. While typically this is my solo exercise in quiet rebellion, this time it was different.
I looked up to see Bob across the group looking at me! I seriously considered interrupting the person in the middle of prayer to immediately lay hands on me and this other voyeur but I was too ashamed and said nothing. Besides, our 10 minute time frame was up. Bob and I never spoke to each other again after this day.
I went home and checked my bible about closing your eyes during prayer. It says to “pray unceasingly…” Wow. I’m now considering a vow of blindness for I don’t know how to do something all the time while keeping my eyes shut. Lastly, please forgive me for having my eyes open as I write this “confessionary” tale. I need prayer.