So my boyfriend and I are taking Monastic Spirituality classes (workshops?) at my church. We have only been to one class but it has been all I’ve thought about every day this week. The state of just being alone with God. The difference between being alone and being in solitude. All this time I thought they were the same. Such a beautiful discovery, that when I pray I can be alone with God and just with him when all this time society makes us see alone time as a tragedy. We need to unclutter our lives, step into becoming minimalists, having so much makes us be so far away from that point we can be in our relationships with Him. Simpler lives are so much more rewarding.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
when there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand,
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying [to ourselves] that we are born to eternal life.