Lately, I have been reading Brother Lawrence. He was a carmelite monk in the 1600s. What strikes me about this little book is that this guy was so … in tune… I guess you’d say, with maintaining a life of being in a living out the presence of God. He begins by sharing how he started in the kitchen and how much he despised the work there, but one day, the Lord simply changed him. It was like a switch in his spirit and from then on… he said that he felt as close to God peeling potatoes as he did kneeling on the altar. He writes again and again of the importance of the constant communion with God throughout the day.
So often I long for more of that. I believe that I have definitely improved in this area as it is not a rare thing for me to be in constant prayer while mowing the grass, or doing otherwise mindless tasks. But to be at peace, to be joyful, to be in a constant state of prayer and intercession and open to receive a word from the Lord is where I am at. If I can just keep myself out of the way… I will be ok!