I had my first hour of adoration yesterday morning at about 4 am. It was the first time I had been alone with out Lord in that sort of setting. The experience was humbling. Nothing like it. There is a powerful sense of fulfillment praying before our Lord in the wee hours of the morning.
I can’t say I’ll ever be the type of Catholic that hones in prayer and contemplation like a well calibrated laser beam. Despite all my attempts to master my ever wondering mind, I couldn’t help but think about the strange banners hanging from my Church’s ceiling. “They look like large…purple….sheets of fabric softener” I thought to myself before mentally slapping myself on the wrist. More discipline next time. Hopefully those silly banners --Holy Fabric Softeners--will be taken down by that time. I’m sure it makes…somebody…think of the holiness of Lent. Makes me think of non static laundry.
Lord give me discipline and a sharp mind!