While reciting the morning liturgy of Lauds this morning with my husband, I suddenly became aware that we were praying not as a unit of 2 but as one small note within a symphony of prayer rising from monasteries, cloisters, churches, homes, beaches, forests, and farms -- at every moment, somewhere in the world others are praying the same psalms and reading the same lessons and praying the same invocations with us. What a glorious, comforting, and hopeful thought.
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3 comments:
This intrigues me and I am drawn to be part of the group of hope.
Thank you, Beryl - that is truly a "glorious, comforting, and hopeful thought!
Your expression of that feeling is so poignant. I appreciate what you are saying so much. It's why I like to worship with others as well as in nature. Prayer is in so many things we do if we allow it to be.
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