Young visitors to our monastery remind us that gentleness and leisure are places where prayer can begin.
We are reminded again that God in Christ was a child who played and babbled and gurgled.
Sometimes as we sing the Divine Office we can hear little ones gurgling as they wriggle in the arms of parents and grandparents who have brought them inside our guest chapels. Their babbling is prayer; it mingles with our own efforts at chant and makes a very joyful noise.
