I am sitting in my wonderful living room as I type this blog, watching the sun rise behind the towering pines outside my windows. I have had my prayer and journaling and devotional time, and practiced entering the Silence, my sister Sally’s prayer shawl around my shoulders, enfolding me like Grace does.
I lasted about five minutes.
The dogs barked–we are in imminent danger of a wild turkey invasion, according to Yorkie intelligence. Then I started thinking about all the things that need to be done–scholarships essays to judge, pages to write, an upcoming publicity tour in the Phoenix area, those wing-back chairs I want to find. Yeesh.
What is the solution?
Practice. What else can I do? I am not required to do this perfectly, only to do it.
Are you in on the big experiment? Did you ASK for something?
