You go to adoration for some quiet prayer and meditation, and instead spend the time: thinking of the many things you need to do in the next few weeks to get ready for Christmas, wondering what makes daughter number one squirm like that, and finally hoping that daughter number two's intestinal noises and smells are not loud enough or smelly enough to disturb anyone else, while desparately stiffling your laughter.
In the end all you can do is pray that God made prayer happen somewhere in there without you noticing.
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Unfortunately, we non-parents too often experience the same symptoms. (Or at least this non-parent does.)
Why is it that in the middle of a holy hour, I start thinking about, say, the litany of things I have to do at work, and all the little projects on my desk. But yet, when I'm doing one of those projects, the mind never gets distracted to focus on the Spiritual? I'm waiting for the day when I zone out in the middle of a meeting because the Litany of Saints is running through my head.
Yay! I'm the first commenter on the blog! Do I win a prize?
we non-parents too often experience the same symptoms.
Eww. Steve experiences intestinal noises and smells at adoration!
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