Sipping a steaming cup of tea, my bottom planted in my favorite chair, my Bible nestled on my lap- I set out to pray. Before my eyelids shut completely, I notice a thick layer of dust on the fireplace and nag myself to dust it later. Attempt number two begins as my chubby dog saunters by. I think about walking her later in the day. Focusing my mind again, attempt number three begins. But not before I notice the chips in my toe polish…
I generally do not own an ADD disposition, but many a morning, my brain will not cooperate with my prayer plans. I’m just not feelin’ it!
Do you ever experience this conundrum: right place, right time, wrong mindset?
I have learned over the years that I need a different approach to getting prayer in motion when my brain is trailing away and using up all of my time thinking about dusty fireplaces, full-figured dogs, and ugly toes.