|Painting by Kazimirowski|
The rays of His Light have broken through. Pierced aridity, shattered a hardening heart, put darkness to flight... and all with a single aspiration uttered again and again.
"Jesus, I trust in You."
It is, perhaps, my favorite aspiration; its every word is filled with power. I said I would let you know how my distracted attempts at prayer were going, and I'm happy to report that I have, in some ways, been praying unaware. This morning I realized how automatically my heart turns to Our Lord in the midst of everyday life, often without a conscious decision on my part. I don't think it's a coincidence that this awareness broke through on Mercy Sunday.
I used to have a wristwatch with an hourly alarm. Each time it chimed, I'd pray inwardly: "Jesus, I trust in You." No matter where I was or what I was doing, this little beep served as a monastery bell. It was good training.
Is there value in simple, quick prayer that's so "automatic?" I would say that indeed there is. I have formed the habit of aspiration(s) by an act of my will, and Jesus (in His mercy) meets me much more than half way.
Continue reading at Nancy's blog The Cloistered Heart.