Monday 20th March
1 Chronicles 23:30
Every morning they praised God, and every evening.
Build into the structure of your life a time each morning and evening
to be still, to be silent, to be humble, to be simple, to be in God.
– John Main
For me, what we do first thing in the morning
is one of the most important things we shall do in the day.
How we begin our day
has an effect upon everything else that happens in the day.
If the day begins in a rushed chaotic way,
then we carry something of that chaos into everything else we do.
If it begins in a calm and peaceful way,
we will carry something of that peaceful calm with us
as the day unfolds.
Now, I am a morning person
who loves to be up early hours before the world gets going,
and I realise that not everyone is the same
and some are not their best at that time of day!
I also realise that I am lucky with my job
in that I do not have to travel into work and do not have to function
on the same tight early morning schedule that some do.
I know that everyone does not have that same freedom in the morning,
nevertheless, I do believe that we can all make little changes
to our morning routine that stops it being such a rush and allows
some space for the day to have a calmer beginning,
even if means waking up five minutes earlier.
A day that begins prayerfully
stands a better chance of continuing prayerfully.
Try getting up five minutes earlier
and begin the day reflectively with a short time of prayer.
It does not have to be long
but it can have an amazing effect on everything that follows.
A Sacred Space by Simon Parke
There is an important moment in the day, and let it be early,
It is a sacred moment when I remember myself.
I feel my present breathing
and the clean clear space that is within me.
Why does this practice matter?
It helps me to resist the subtle approaches of mechanical life,
which daily threatens to ensnare me;
the life of automatically reacting to events and people,
which deprives me of my compassion and spontaneity.
The sacred moment creates a sacred space.
It’s sacred because
it is free from madness and expectation and attachment,
and is therefore a space in which I am truly myself.
As the day proceeds, this space may be lost as I drift
into the netherworld of automatic reaction.
But sooner or later, with a whisper or a wallop,
the space will wake me up.
As I practice returning to this this space
I become less and less mechanical and more human.
Which is delightful, both for the world and me.