Often when I pray, or read scriptures and also when I meditate, I often forget or perhaps the better word or statement is:
“I get careless about the Presence before and within me, relating back”.
It seems strange but that is the truth. I would suppose that is one reason, though I am sure there are others, that I often do so poorly when alone with the Lord. I would think some forms of spiritual dryness are the bitter fruit from this state of affairs, leading to inconsistency, avoidance, running from something lifeless, when in fact that is where life is found.
I am human; at times careless, at others sinful and also often filled with ignorance. It is when the reality hits home about the above, that I am called to wake up. It is not a time to run, but to allow grace, love and healing which is God’s pure gift to work within me. For without grace my soul is an inner desert filled with an artic chill, blinded by the sand of my own carelessness and yes sloth.
Yet I am pursued, we all are.
O Lord cling to us all!
