We moved our son to Lafayette last week. We gave him the couch and love seat from our house as we are buying a new one when we move. I never realized how important a couch is. Life without a couch is disorienting.
Our dog, Lisa, is convinced that the old people have lost what was left of their mind. She loved the couch as her resting place for most of the day. Now she comes into the living room and just looks at us like--"Where have you old folks put the couch? Where do you think I am going to sit?" Have you ever heard a dog sigh? I have.
Then there are the early mornings. When you get old, there are mornings that you wake up and just need a place to crash that is apart from your bed. The reason for this is to prevent your spouse from killing you. The couch is the place. You prop your head under the pillows and if you are lucky, you fall back to sleep. One should never buy a couch without laying down on it first.
This is also true for the end of the day. As a child, I watched--no I listened to my dad snore on the couch before going to bed. It is a pre-sleep routine that one perfects as you age. My dad would be sound asleep on the couch only to wake up when I changed the channel on the television. "Don't change the channel! I am watching it!" He was watching it through the back of his eyelids.
Couches are just a necessary part of the comfort zone of life.
Maybe that is what prayer is supposed to be. Maybe prayer is more about resting in the presence of God than it is talking to God. What if prayer is the place where you orient yourself and all of life. Prayer is the place where you find yourself when you are restless or tired. What if prayer is the place where you can see and hear life through the back of your eyelids that you do not want anyone to touch the channel? What if prayer is the biggest piece of furniture in the living room of life?
One of the things I am looking forward to already is the new couch. I can't wait to fall into it!
Pray for me as I pray for you.
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