Sistertech doesn’t usually think of herself as a “big tease”. So excuse the teaser title of this post. However, it is a topic that occupies a lot of Sistertech’s time. In our line of ministry, we often observe the way humans separate the “holy” from the “every day”, the “sacred” from the “daily, yucky, normal” what have you. This is a false dichotomy, of course. Still, it is one most of us fall prey to at various times either throughout our lives or at least a moments throughout the day.
Sorting through these kinds of theological knots is above Sistertech’s pay grade. But for the sake of the Internet bonding we have begun, allow me to share an entry from my personal diary. (You won’t go blabbing it. I think we’ve established that amount of trust, yes?)
I got out of a long shower tonight and thought about
all the prayers that need to be said for all the
suffering people all over the world. I thought,
“If I just didn’t have all the other stuff to do,
I could finish the task of praying day and night.”
Sistertech laughed out loud at herself. Of course, she knows better than to separate one’s prayer life from any other particular activity. As all of you in the tech world know, we’re praying constantly! How could software programs possibly come to market without prayer!
But seriously, it’s just a sign of the burdens upon Sistertech’s heart that for a moment she forgot that the “sacred” doesn’t happen only in a special place, at a special time, by a special person, saying special words, or singing special songs. We pray every moment we attend to our intentions and when our intentions are directed to what we’re attending to. And I certainly do mean that to sound as circular as it did for that’s the whole point, isn’t it?
By “intention” I mean just that: the focusing of an angel’s soul on that which should be its sole focus: giving praise and glory to The One In Charge. That said, I do appreciate the fact that it is harder for some of you to be so single-minded.
Bottom line: whether one is installing some more RAM, dumping a clogged up cache, updating one’s Twitter page, or making a cup of coffee (which is what I’ll need to be doing if I don’t hurry up and fold my wings for the night!), I urge you to stay focused on that which we should be attending to at all times: breathing. Yes, breathing. It’s a marvelous form of prayer.
Oh dear. It’s almost Sunday in Australia!