Cell phone says no service. No electricity, only a solar lamp to read by. It is more than enough. I am free to just be. The prayer times set the pace. Reading the Rule on Tools for Good Works in the context of the desert, I can surely dash every negative thought on Christ and if I forget, it is simply a matter of returning my gaze to the mountains.
I am convicted of how little I pray for others, my prayers going on and on about healing for myself. My heart is open like a canyon of compassion for anyone that comes across my mind. present their faces to me so I can immediately turn them over to your Divine remedy.
The ordinary mid day – If I don’t pray in the ordinary what are my chances…
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