Most nights, my bedtime prayer with our two oldest boys begins like this: Be still and know that I am God. I can't remember if it started when our litany of God-blesses maxed out into a mile-long list of everyone my kids knew: every teacher at their schools, every former babysitter, every relative they've never met, all the poor people and sick people and sad people and homeless people and all the children in the world. Or if it started when we needed something fresh after all the recitations of prayers they know by heart: Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be. Or if it started one late night when I was so tired that I simply needed to hear the words myself. Be still and know that I am. But no matter how we started, “let’s do meditation” has become the nightly plea for their bedtime routine. Who can resist that request, even at the end of an exhausting day? So meditate we do. Be still and know. Meditation … [Read more...] about meditation, preschool-style