The other day I was at a meeting and the guest speaker they had invited was some or another church minister. I took a deep breath because I thought he was going to preach and I was certainly not in the mood to be preached to. I haven’t been to church for approx 6-7 years now. Turned out that he didn’t preach much, he mostly spoke about life in a spiritual manner which I could relate to. He spoke in the sense that he had taken the “church” blinkers off and had more of a intuitive outlook. In the middle of his speech he asked us to close our eyes for a small prayer, obediently I did so, wondering if this was going to be one of those long never ending prayers, but to my surprise it wasn’t long at all…I just sat there, with closed eyes, and all I could think was how wonderful the vibration of his prayer was, it was almost like a sort of meditation. I was so sorry when he said Amen.
I really wished him to carry on praying for ever. I question if it was just my emotional state which wished him to never stop praying or if for once I felt this is a man of the cloth, who truly is of the cloth, who weighed up all matters spiritual? There’s a hymn that they sang at the church I used to attend, the words went something like “When you left your room this morning did you think to pray?” I haven’t prayed for myself in a long time, yet I pray for everyone else – doesn’t quite make sense does it?