“Never pray in a room without windows,” Joan Chittister counsels.
“Pray with the windows open,” suggests Mother Theresa. I realize that such advice is because prayer is not just about me.
What does Jesus mean by praying in secret to the Father?
As I look out my window I see the school bus picking up children from the drug house across the street; I hear the squeaking breaks and the early birds making their voices heard.
My dialogues with God always end up as monologues. But if I am quiet, still and silent in front of an open window, I would like to think that I am carried beyond myself into union with ALL; that I touch that energy that created ALL. But what experience is the open window!