Ramadan 2003: Day #1

The First Day of Ramadan
Monday, October 27, 2003

Ramadan Mubarak!

The day is dark. The Darkness is thick. The thickness is heavy. And the heaviness is warm. Warm like a hug. A blanket. Darkness, like being at the center of something bigger.
I am unsure where/when the second and fourth times to pray in the day would fall, but it is easy enough to greet the day, break in the middle of day, and return to one’s home at the end of the day in prayer.
With much of this a journey…in the thick, black darkness of daylight savings time.

The fasting has centered, by its own design, my ONE meal as the ONE time I am HOME. I am WITH my wife. As we gather about the candlelight, to eat the warmth which warms our centers, while around us is the dark. The dark that gives shape to our cave and a roundness to our home.

We pray…that remarkable moment…when a Jew and a Christian pray at the simplest of moments where we enter, call to mind, the cycle into which we are born and upon which we feed. To the One who sustains and enables, who brings forth blessings from the earth, of which we partake, and for which, we utter such small table graces and blessings to the One, from which we receive.

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