Father in heaven, when the thought of You wakes in our hearts,
let it not wake like a frightened bird that flies about in dismay,
but like a child waking from its sleep with a heavenly smile.
A monk once defined contemplation as “wasting time with God.”
If I am bluntly honest with myself, I know I waste a good two hours a day,
between reading silly stuff online (do I really need to know about iPhone prototypes that get lost in California bars?),
watching TV (I don’t do a lot of that, but I do some),
playing games on my iPhone (ditto),
shopping for books online (just because I have a house full of the things doesn’t mean I don’t want more),
and — dare I say it? — Facebook.
If I can waste time all these other ways,
why not waste more time with God?
Need some ideas on ways to enjoy God?
Every Monday on her blog, The Wellspring, Laura Boggess shares what she calls her playdates with God.