Today, in my spare moments, I have been pulling together some of the resources I’ve collected and trying to finalize the Evening Prayers we will use at the woman’s retreat. I love doing this. I have no idea if I am good at it though. That assessment is always so subjective.
I hope that the prayers I collected will be a blessing to all of us as we pray together in the quiet of the evening before we head off to bed for the night.
Of course at a women’s retreat there is no guarantee that having said Evening Prayers, we will go straight to bed. There is always visiting to do, and sometimes that goes on into the wee hours of the night.
The week of prayer at our church has become an important marker in our church year. We usually do this just before Advent starts although our denomination marks the month of January for this emphasis. This year things were just too full of events, besides just getting used to functionning without a pastor, to arrange a week for it so we chose the first week in January to set up our stations of prayer.
They went up on Sunday Jan 4 and came down on the 10th. Pictures of what we did at those stations can be seen and followed on Flikr and on Resonate Stories.
This is some of the work I love to do most in the church – hoping that others will experience some of the relationship with God that is so good. Walking around the church with the best friend who loves me and doesn’t mind if I come back and walk this path many times, telling him my same old stories, listening to my concerns and sometimes letting me catch glimpses of what he is like. It is a good week no matter what time of the year we set it up.
There are times when I realize that I am pretty much the only solitude loving introvert living in a crowd of extroverted party lovers.
Maybe that is why I am up at this crazy early time. It is quiet. No one else is up for sure. This is beautiful.
Children come home and make my life joyful – for awhile. Chaos can unfold around me for awhile and I will survive – if I have some solitude to help me recover.
Trouble with finding solitude in the wee hours is that it necessitates a nap in the afternoon. That can also be a good thing.