Alone Wtih God

I start my day with some moments being alone with God. Early in the morning, before the busyness of the day starts, I pray. I pray that I see God’s face but never have I seen his face. All I see are the faces of people I meet everyday: my loved ones, my friends and people I meet in my everyday life. Every now and then, a chance encounter or a visit from a friend or a relative breaks the stream of the usual faces I see everyday. I pray that I hear his voice and learn his teachings but I have never heard his speak except through the words he left me through other people. I read the scriptures. Sometimes, I am inspired. At other times, they leave me cold. I pray that I learn and follow his will for me. But I am still searching what he wants me to do and I am running out of time. All I know is that when I pray, I would rather be loving and caring than give in to anger and hatred. I would rather be generous and giving than greedy and grasping. I would rather be kind and gentle than aloof and cynical. I would rather celebrate goodness than revel in evil. However, when the busyness of the day starts, I end up forgetting most of what I said or thought of in my prayers. My only hope is the Good God I have prayed to in the morning may allow some of his goodness he shared with me in prayer to trickle into some of the things I would do or say or even just think of during the day.

Immediately Jesus made his disciples get into the boat and go on ahead to the other side, to Bethsaida, while he dismissed the crowd. After saying farewell to them, he went up on the mountain to pray. . . .
Immediately he spoke to them and said, “Take heart, it is I; do not be afraid.” Mark 6:45-52

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