My prayer life has drifted lately. Meetings, travels, and all the other exercises of life have drawn me away from the times of reflection and quiet that our souls need. What’s curious is that this happened without me even realizing it. My times of prayer continued, but my focus and energy had waned. Nothing new about this. It’s called life, I suppose, and such drifting is the part of the cyclical nature of a spiritual walk. But it’s still not what I want.
In the last week I have intentionally pushed the cycle toward prayer. My friend and colleague Mark …