Assignment: Tell about your last truly spiritual experience and how it affected you.
I’ve been losing my battle with insomnia lately, so I never need more than one hand to count the hours of sleep I get each night.
Yesterday I hosted a seminary breakfast at my house after getting a mere 4 hours of shut-eye. Miraculously, I was able to put on a cheerful face for my students. After they went off to school however, I ached for a nap.
I called my friend Anita with the intention of backing out of our song practice. After realizing there was no other good time to get together, I decided to power through my personal fog.
When I arrived at the rehearsal, the stress we all felt was palpable. Each member of our group seemed to be having a crazier week than the next. How on earth were we going to get a handle on the 9 songs we’re supposed to sing for the Interfaith Nativity?
As we gathered around the piano, Anita turned and suggested we say a prayer. She reached out to grab our hands and expressed how grateful she was to be singing with us. She pointed out that we all have wonderful blessings in our life and that one of the greatest blessings is to be able to express our love for the Lord through music.
After her words and our prayer, we had our best practice yet. I went away feeling truly happy and spiritually full.
Then I had a nap.


