Day: August 15, 2021

And now my prayer is, Oh God, please find me, follow my small patches of prayer like a trail of breadcrumbs through my day. At day’s end, even though thoughts and images fill our minds, we try to say a full prayer, Our Father, Glory Be to the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit, we say the prayers we learned as children. Even then, it takes determination, so often, to concentrate on one prayer without the distractions of the day, of the world, invading the tiny space we try to make for holy time.

As the grey skies became darker with the threat of rain, I heard the bells nearby.  It was Sunday, after all, so I wasn’t surprised, but I was curious about the source. I crossed the street to a park I saw to find the bells. They continued to toll.  I walked through the park, hoping with each step that the skies wouldn’t baptize me with the expected downpour.  I had left my umbrella in Perth a week ago.