How is it that so often we don’t see what is right in front of us?  And I don’t just mean big things.  I’m a champion at bouncing off of door ways or tripping over the edge of a carpet.  You’d think I was a human pin ball.

But there are also all of the things I misinterpret or fail to think about.  I remember roaring through the prayer to get to dinner.  We kids could say it so fast that it didn’t even sound like English.  Then my grandmother asked us to teach it to someone else, probably a cousin.

Wham.  We sped through it and got nothing but a blank stare in return.

Again and again.  Finally, we managed to slow down enough to actually hear our own words.  The familiar became known.

Are you charging through your daily prayers?  Why not take a deep breath and slow down.  Here and feel what you are saying.  See it for what it is.  Time spent with God.