We drink coffee differently on Tuesday mornings than Saturday mornings. At the end of the week, it’s usually enjoyed, savored, prepared thoughtfully. On days like Tuesday, however, coffee is fuel. It is made purely to be guzzled, slung into whatever mug or thermos we find first.
Tuesdays are often harder than Mondays. By then, the to-do list balloons, the inbox fills, the schedules and calendars grow complicated, and the weekend feels so far away.
The thought of being still on a Tuesday is absurd. We can barely enjoy a cup of coffee.
There is, unfortunately, little that we can do about having busy lives. We have families to attend to, work to get done, projects to finish, and social lives to maintain (with a dash of unexpected obligations thrown in, to boot).
We all have busy lives. But we don’t have to settle for a busy heart.
Paul Miller wisely helps us see that “Prayer does not offer us a less busy life, but a less busy heart.” I’ve let these words swirl around in my head the past couple of years, like the Saturdays when I let the sips of coffee linger for a moment. I think of the days I’m grateful that I started (and interrupted!) my day with prayer. I think of the days I regret not letting prayer be a priority. Unhurried time with God proves never unproductive or wasteful.
The genius of prayer is that it can be on-the-go. “Pray without ceasing,” because it is spiritual fuel. And yet, it is worth savoring. There is a real need for stillness. Because it is in the stillness of prayer, specifically, where we gain the needed reminder of those two valuable, life- changing lessons:
He is God.
I am not God.
Even on Tuesday.