What if the most important things to be done every day were to worship and to commune with God- and everything else had to be fit in around these times of devotion?
What would it mean to live in such a way that “life” is what happens between moments of prayer, instead of the other way around?
What if “life” was prayer?
What if you were a monk?
I had a chance to explore these questions recently when two friends and I took part in a retreat at the Trappist monastery of Mepkin Abbey in Monck’s Corner, South Carolina.