Bed Sheets, Calendars and Prayer

This article is not about bed sheets, although it somewhat is.

It also isn’t entirely about our calendars although they play a role. This article is certainly about a love relationship and its entanglement with prayer – corporate and private – and our call to the adventure it promises.

My pastor husband has been calling prayer meetings at our little white church on a hill next to a peacock farm for the past month. A sanctuary with enough seats to fit 300 seems a bit hollow when only 7 fill the pews. A lovely family of God, 150 members whom I adore, and yet Wednesday evenings remind us that we are all American people with comfortable bed sheets and full calendars.  Prayer, by the looks of it, doesn’t seem to be a priority.