13 January 2009

Goats again

And Amy Carmichael again:

We can pray? When we can, we are more than content. But there are times when we cannot; at least, we cannot attempt sustained prayer. We are often unhappily conscious that we are believed to be praying more than we truly are. For we cannot gather our thoughts to pray; they scatter like a flock of goats on an Indian road which has neither hedge nor ditch, and we cannot run after them.

Can someone solve this problem for me?

Meh.

4 comments:

Rebekah said...

Good one. Let me start by saying that when I've got goats running in all directions I pick up the Psalms, a prayer book like Stark's or just go through the collects in the hymnal to help focus. But I'm always thinking about this so I might squeeze out a whole post. Stand by.

MooreMama said...

Fainting goats. You make a loud noise and they just fall over, giving you time to collect them.

:D

Gauntlets said...

Yes. This is a very real problem, compounded by the little wolves who delight in scattering goats and who never, ever nap anymore. :(

Reb. Mary said...

MM: HA!

Guantlets: Ah. Napless at your place too, huh? :( :( Boy3 still naps but the two-year-old specifically designates the time-formerly-known-as-nap for goat scattering.