by Mike Gettel-Gilmartin
“There are three things I have learned never to discuss with people: religion, politics, and the
-Linus in response to being laughed at by everyone
I agree with Linus. No politics (not even on Election Day), and not much religion, but maybe a mention of the Great Pumpkin at the end. Who knows?
Instead, I’m going to confess, like the good Catholic I am. I’m going to confess that I spend more time tweeting, blogging, and fooling about on Facebook than I do praying. (Gasp!)
This insight came to me as I spent an hour last Friday in the contemplative bliss of the sanctuary, with flickering candles surrounding me, during MOTA’s second annual (at least I hope it will be annual) prayer vigil. Beauty was all about me, at the various stations and decorated tables. As I sat, aware of other friends praying with me, my mind started shooting out snatches of songs and favorite psalms.
Here’s what surfaced:
“In God alone is my soul at rest, the God who is my help” (Psalm 62)
“Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.” (Psalm 51)
Guide my feet, while I run this race.
Rejoice in the Lord always, again I say rejoice.
Lord, listen to your children praying.
(My mind was obviously fixated on the Gather book at the time.)
If today you hear God’s voice, harden not your hearts (Psalm 95—I’m really into hearts, it seems…)
Leave your fears and worries with me (Yes, that was God’s voice, as mentioned above)
I also walked the labyrinth, perhaps the first time I have completed it without breaking off midway to corral an errant child. It spoke to me of life, with its twists and turns, and the famous phrase from T.S. Eliot’s The Wasteland surfaced time and again:
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
(And yes, Linus, I do believe in the Great Pumpkin as well.)