One Brave Christian Experiment: Day 2, Sacred Ground

Editor’s Note: Contributor Christine Moughamian is blogging each day of Lent about her progress becoming “one brave Christian.” Follow her experiment on Twitter @1bravechristian.

By Contributor Christine Moughamian

Last night, I called a Silent Unity prayer partner, prayed to feel loved and appreciated and went to bed by 8 p.m., exhausted but peaceful. I woke up a few times, prayed again, then fell sound asleep until… 7:30 a.m. today.

I’d missed my date with Sam Teague.

When he came up with his experiment to “live a life that really matters,” Teague required the participants to follow his “five disciplines” to the letter. I was fine with four of them:

– Meet once a week to pray together: I set up @1bravechristian on Twitter for virtual prayer-sharing.

– Give two hours each week to God: I’d already called Sister Mary Isaac Koenig to volunteer at St. Mary Catholic Church’s Tileston Outreach.

– Give God one-tenth of their earnings: I’ve been tithing since forever.

– Witness for God their experiences to others: I’ll blog everyday at www.wilmingtonfavs.com.

I thought I could pull off the fifth discipline in style, after my daily yoga practice: spend time each morning in prayer, meditation and writing down goals.

Except for the last little detail: from 5:30 to 6 a.m.

If Day One was literally about counting minutes, Day Two was definitely about staying in the now.

Suddenly, I knew what to do.

The Wrightsville Beach mailbox filled with things, lost and found. It also holds a journal of wishes. Photo by Christine Moughamian

I grabbed my coat, my camera and drove to Wrightsville Beach. There, I walked to the North End until I found, relocated behind a broken sand dune, the special marker I was looking for: the mailbox.

I opened it, pulled out the plastic-wrapped journal in which people have written prayers, wishes and dreams. Over the years, the Mailbox has become an organic shrine on the beach, decorated with shells, feathers, lost sunglasses and anonymous memorabilia.

Christine's prayer page in the Wrightsville Beach journal. Photo by Christine Moughamian

I knelt down and wrote a few lines in the journal.

“Blessings of Gratitude for the mailbox, the sacred ground of so many intimate epiphanies.”

And this.

“Merci to Silent Unity for reminding me that as I practice loving myself, respecting and honoring myself, I will feel loved, respected and honored by family and friends.”

And this.

“Let this be a reminder that sacred ground is and always will be in me!”

Christine and the mailbox. Photo by Guillaume Guillaume

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2 responses to “One Brave Christian Experiment: Day 2, Sacred Ground

  1. Beautiful!

    Thanks for sharing.

  2. Bonjour Stowe! Thank you for being such an inspiration to me, both as a powerful singer and a talented author. Blessings!

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