Good Night, God!
Sitting with You at the End of the Day feels softer. My biological optimism has ebbed and I can pause and look back.
Optimists would rather look forward, God. Looking forward we can see — whatever we hope for. Ah, but looking back we have to see what was.
So, today? A lovely start — in fact, I was going so slow that I was late for a lunch date. A leisurely mid-day time — talking — being heard — by a dear friend that I see too seldom. Then driving home after a haircut to get gas and assemble dinner. This is Kit’s Band Night so he rushed off to band practice. I, on the other hand, sat down to do my Centering Prayer and fell asleep three separate times — zzzzz. Then I went back and finished the dishes and emptied the all the trash baskets and garbage bags. Actually, I drove the bags out to the street for tomorrow morning’s pickup. Kit would never ever do that, God. But, I feel quite clever.
Now, God, I am off to bed. I feel more deeply relaxed than I have for a long time. In fact, I am feeling as if You are pouring oil on the places where my “armor” rubbed. Ephesians 6:10-18 talks about putting on the full armor of God. And that is a powerful metaphor.
But, now it seems quite clear that we are not intended to always be in combat. Armor has to be removed and we need to allow ourselves to be cleaned up and then “anointed” with the oil of gladness. At least, God, it feels as if that is what You want to do for us.
Oh, Please, God! Help us create more times and places where we can help each other to take off our armor — ministering to one another — humbly.