please stop talking…

… adoration frustrates me. So does the rosary. It’s all that stillness and focusing.

Quick supplications said through out the day suit me better, like the text or twitter version of prayer. Not that I am so busy I can’t carve out time for adoration or the rosary, on the contrary. I just can’t make my mind focus for any length of time.

It would seem I just can’t inwardly shut up. Once during adoration I was asking God for some advice and when He didn’t reply back I asked again. And again. And then went on an mental rant about never being able to hear Him and burning bushes and talking clouds blah blah blah. Suddenly two very clear memories came into mind. It was like watching a flash back. I guess God had to resort to mental imagery because I wasn’t letting him get a word in edge wise.

The first image was of this lady I know through work. My business requires I have weekly dealings with her. I dread these dealings. She talks. And talks. And talks. And then asks rhetorical questions cutting you off before you can answer. To conclude my dealings with her I have to literally interrupt her.

The next image was of my son at the tender age five. He wanted a toy or his way or some other whiny thing. I said ‘No’. He said ‘Why?’. I said ‘because I say so’. He said ‘Why?’. I said ‘because I am the grown up and make the rules!’. He replied ‘Why?’. Then he asked the same question five minutes later. And again. And again.

How annoying right? It would take some one with infinite patience to put up with that on a daily basis. You just can’t effectively communicate under those circumstances… Oh, wait.

Touche, God. Touche.