I tried to have a cold this week but it just didn’t work out. Oh, the cold worked out just fine. It did exactly what colds are supposed to do. I felt horrible. I had a scratchy throat that made it hurt to talk. I ached all over. It was the “having” it part that didn’t work out. I tried to give in to it and take a couple of naps but both were interrupted. I simply don’t have time to have a cold so I gave up and ignored it. Except for an inconvenient cough I’m sailing right along.
Not having time to be sick reminded me of Malcolm Boyd’s book, “Are You Running With Me, Jesus?” It’s a book of prayers written in the 60’s by an Episcopal priest. I tried to look it up just now on the internet but the prayer didn’t pop up immediately. It may be behind all the references to the author and places to buy the book. So, instead of quoting the prayer today, maybe I should tell you to just go buy the book.
The prayer, when you’re able to read it, speaks of a busy life of someone doing just what I’m doing here. I hit the ground running every morning and hope that Jesus is at my side. Sometimes I feel like I’m moving so fast that I’m not sure Jesus is able to keep up with me. Silly idea, I know. Maybe the better prayer is “Help me catch up with you, Jesus”
I know a lady who sings the Doxology every morning when she first wakes up. She’s married to a Methodist minister and says if her husband is still in bed she sings very softly so she doesn’t wake him, but she actually sings as her first waking act of the day.
And I read something a few years ago about what some Native Americans just before they go to sleep at night. They say “Amen.”
I like these ideas. I like to think of my entire day as one big act of worship. I’m in the market for a pillowcase with “amen” written on it. I can’t believe no one has thought of this before. I may have to have someone make me one. The act of placing your head on the pillow at the end of the day signals the day’s amen. At least, for me it does.
As I expected would happen when I came here to work on the Katrina recovery, I pray a lot more now. And the quick mini-prayers burst forth so often that it’s like one big, jumbled and constant prayer. It's much like Paul instructed when he told us to pray constantly.
I could say more and correct my typos or syntax errors but It’s 6am and I’ve got to get going. I have an 8am meeting to plan work for the teams coming in next week. I hope Jesus is my running partner today. And I hope I’m doing it the way He wants.