Doorways to life

I think the Muslims have the right idea.

Not that I will be converting anytime soon. But I have discovered the value --- the soul cleansing and re-aligning power --- of stopping whatever I'm doing several times a day to lie prostrate on the floor and pray away "stinkin' thinkin'" that has accumulated like corrosion on a car battery.

The habit began spontaneously and evolved gradually, and I will not elevate it (or debase it) to a law. I will not do the prescribed ablutions, I will not perform the obligatory two to four rituals in the course of each Salaah, I will not count how many times I've done it. I will remember that God is not impressed by babbling, I will be grateful that our God is close and not remote, exalted like Allah but approachable like your Dad.

My kids have walked in on me in this posture in a closed room. So far no one has said anything. If they bring it up, I will tell them it blows my mind how quickly I am moved from the good news of God's love to an anxious spirit. I'll tell them how I'm learning to pay attention to my feelings and get back on track by praying "I will trust in your unfailing love."

If anyone is still in the room by then, I will conclude by saying I've been surprised to find God's commands are not burdens but doorways to life.