I wonder why we are creatures that need routine, or is it just me? I’ve just moved back to the place in Budapest where I will spend much of my current trip from a bed-and-breakfast in Vac. Though that is a great spot and I needed to be there for a few days, it was difficult to establish a routine, and that plays havoc with my spiritual well being. I need routine. Here, in this no-more-equally familiar place, I find it easier to have a routine that facilitates ease in pursuing my disciplines. The fellow who keeps the B&B (panzio) really wanted me to be in time for breakfast. If I was a few minutes late for my appointed time, he would come upstairs and say “breakfast” and then he would look at the clock and say “discipline” (he has about as many words in English as I do in Hungarian). This word, discipline, as I have noted herein previously, is important in the spiritually.
I began reading a book on prayer a little while ago and one premise that the author puts forth is that prayer is not our problem – our relationship with God, that’s our problem. It is difficult to have a conversation with someone who you are not on good terms with (for whatever reason), the author points out that difficulty in prayer indicates a relationship problem. Makes sense. We’ll see what more I have to say about the ideas in this book. But having a time and place for one’s main time of prayer makes sense. I’m glad to be back in such a place so as to re-establish routine.
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