Wisdom Wonderings: Prayer in my 60’s

I have spent a good deal of time this week discussing and wondering about prayer. It has been rather synchronous as the topic arose with unrelated people in non-related settings. This phenomenon spoke strongly to me of God’s nudge.

I realize I am a minister and so it should not be unusual to talk with others about prayer, right? True, but the conversation began within me and then moved to a spiritual direction session. After that, the topic arose with other individuals and then flowered from there.

The root, however, was in my spirit. As I sat down to breakfast at the beginning of the week, prepared to read the scripture of the day and pray, I found myself at a loss. I felt I was standing at a juncture of sorts in which I could go backwards to how I prayed at a younger point of life, I could remain where I’ve been or I could travel down a new path.

Going back is not an option. Not for anything in my life. Staying where I am is only frustrating. Going down a new path is where wisdom was encouraging me.

What is wrong with where I am? I have been wrestling with what to call God. The names and terms I’ve used and learned are insufficient. I am at a loss for calling on the Divine. That says something and I was finally at a point in which I could listen for that wisdom. Fortunately, I had an appointment with my spiritual director for later that day. We spoke about this movement as growth, as ripening, as a place of new happening. As I discussed this idea further, the correctness of this assertation solidified within me. Also, my director spoke of the ability to trust God, not needing to plead, or put forth a constant stream of chatter. I can simply be at rest with the knowledge that God is here. A thank you, a call for guidance, or an expression of awe is enough. It feels akin to being married a long time—we not only complete each other’s sentences, we are able to just be together and trust in that companionship and love.

Even as I write this reflection, I find that metaphor to be fitting. Not whole by any means, but appropriate and a jumping off point. Prayer in my 60’s is in flux. I can be okay with that, and in fact, I find it rather exciting!

How about you? Do you pray? What shape does that prayer hold? Is it changing for you? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Blessings…

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I am a fabric artist and a professional minister in the Catholic Church. I am married for 40+ years to a most fabulous man. We have 4 adult children, 2 daughter-in-laws ( who we also consider to our children!) and 4 grandbabies. I love to weave, paint silk, sew and design garments for myself; bead, read, write and color. I am also a spiritual Companion/Director and have a special place in my soul for women who are healing and in need of healing from trauma and abuse. I love coffee, quiet reflective prayer time at my kitchen table and long walks to breathe in the Holy Spirit. I would like to learn how to spin yarn and will someday create a spun, hand dyed/painted, beaded, woven fabulous garment of peace!

7 thoughts on “Wisdom Wonderings: Prayer in my 60’s

  1. I love this post. I read an interesting book called Praying with the Grain about personality type and prayer (I was an MBTI practitioner.) Personality type does not change with age, but you sometimes focus on other aspects of your personality and prayer style might shift. I’m pretty introverted and don’t like rules so mine are spontaneous (and silent) as I go through my day.

    1. thank you Jen. It’s nice to know I have so many kindred spirits 🙂 Also, I will check out the book you mentioned. Growth is good, hard, painful and wonderful, yes? Blessings.

  2. Nancie, you speak wisdom to the heart and the spirit… I know these dry spells all too well. Yet even in the silence and the wilderness I am amazed and surprised that God chooses to speak in the most powerful and unusual ways… She speaks softly ❤️❤️

  3. I’ve devoted my life to walking, helping and witnessing to the poorest of our society. The helplessness of my own aging these days lifts my eyes and my heart and soul anxiously heavenward. I know to lead in heaven we must serve on earth. I also know that the servant does not tell the boss when the work is done. So in humility and hopefulness I keep the.prayers of my youth and those what quicken my heart directed to the one who liberates our souls and calls me onward.

  4. I often go to our chapel for adoration. Sometimes I wonder why I go, because it doesn’t feed me at times. But I realized today and at other times that the problem is with me not being receptive. God is there, waiting, and I’m distracted, stressed, or reading. One thing I like to do in chapel is look at some of Tim Bott’s work–he does beautiful calligraphy of Scripture passages. That I find helps me a lot. Today I was filling my spirit with his Scripture art, letting God’s word lift me up. Best wishes to you, Nancie.

    1. Thank you Susan. I really appreciate your thoughts. We all must keep chipping away, practicing in some way I suppose. Those ah-ha moments seem sparser as I get older but when they come, they are real moments of connect with God. Whatever gets you there…god is so much bigger than we allow! Blessings Susan!

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