According to Wikepedia, meditation can be defined as "concentration in which the attention has been liberated from restlessness and is focused on God."
I was watching a news show in which a panel was discussing the potential use of meditation for kids with attention deficit disorders. It was actually a pretty controversial topic with lots of passionate debate. There were testimonials that insisted kids could be taken off of all medications if they were taught to meditate instead.
Under the influence of Christianity, I have always considered meditation something of a "dangerous" pass time. In the seventies it surfaced as an expression of Eastern religion and so we in Christianity immediately put it on the taboo list. As I was watching this news show however, meditation fell back into my hands as something I have needed all along. I don't mean to reach some kind of subconscious state of Nirvana nor to connect to the universe. Like the kid with ADHD, I need to meditate to get focused so I can function.
All of us are surrounded by people who need advice or decisions to be made in our own lives. We live in an overwhelming world. Too busy, too much demanded of us and too much to juggle. I guess you could say we have cultural Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. So much stimuli coming at us we become disorganized in the handling of it. Not you? Ok. It's just me. Anyway...
My prayer time is often something of a monologue, like something from Gone With The Wind; "God as my witness, I will never be hungry again!" or some such drama. I feel like I have to help my hurting friends figure out what to do. I have to navigate my way through college and career decisions with my kids and decide if I should return to school. Frankly, I am fried. I don't know what anybody should do about anything ever! I keep asking God for answers to the questions of the day and find myself the next day with the same list only it's a little bit smudged from my sweaty desperate fists.
Then I saw this news program and decided, that's what I'm gonna do! I'm gonna meditate! That's right, I am going to start meditating. I am going to empty out the bubbling mess in my gut and let go of that list and just be quiet. I have given this advice and now I have figured out how to take it. I am going to be quiet and just let God fill me up. I am going to consider his love, his goodness and his wisdom. I am going to mull over the miracle of Sunday morning breezes and the way my kids knew just how to snuggle into my arms when they were toddlers. I'm going to unload the what now? questions so I can notice when I wake up at two a.m. that my husband is holding my hand in his sleep instead of thinking about the problems I went to sleep thinking about.
I don't have a single answer folks. I don't know if you should stay in your marriage. I don't know how to reach your kids. I don't know what will happen with your finances. I don't know what the heck I'm doing over here.
So I'm just going to take some of that prayer time that feels like I'm wringing a wet rag trying to force answers to fall out of heaven and shut up. I am going to meditate. I think that in understanding God and his ways, the answers will come softly.
I meditate on your precepts and consider your ways.