February 19, 2016

My Journey to God

Morning Prayer

Chilly the house, on a gray winter morning, chilly and silent.
I walk around and see that everything is right where I left it
the night before, awaiting the beginning of another day.
I make hot cereal and tea, and go to my prayer space.
It’s really just a chair.
The chair swivels, so sometimes I look out one window,
and sometimes I look out the other.
It’s snowing.
My shawl is folded in a triangle over the back of the chair,
and all I have to do is reach over my shoulders to pull it on.
I need this warmth.
Sinking into the silence, I sigh and hear a voice from deep within,
“Pray in me, O Spirit, for today I have no words.”

By Cindy Leppert
 

(Cindy Leppert is a member of St. Christopher Parish in Indianapolis.) †

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