How to Live in the Jordan

In a house full of children, a mother has to wake up early to hear the silence. An hour before sunrise, an alarm set quiet wakes me from sleep. That’s when I open my eyes and I listen. I make sure no one’s stirring, make certain this house lies covered in a blanket of hush. And knowing the smallest sound, the slightest stir, will raise it from sleep, I pull a book of prayer off my nightstand, bury myself under blankets and feign sleep.

In the silence of that morning hour I whisper words to Him in the dark. From my bed, I listen.

Whilst I remembered Thee in my bed, in the mornings I have meditated upon Thee.

This is a mother’s rule of prayer – pretending sleep and stealing quiet. And I’m quite certain, God gives mothers the gift of creativity to find ways to find Him. Trading sleep for the quiet of morning, I search.

It’s when the sun begins to rise, that’s when the silence breaks. I hear children stir and know there’s no more use pretending. I rise from my bed, set my feet upon the ground and I approach the Jordan.

O God, my God, unto Thee do I rise up early; for Thee my soul hast thirsted.

The first steps I take each morning, they’re the ones directed towards the still waters. The Jordan River flows through my home and its source is Theophany.

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The day when God manifested Himself and He entered the streams, that’s when the Jordan began to flow. When the river turned back and all things turned new. The Holy Spirit moving on the face of the waters and He entered them, sanctifying their nature. That festal morning when a priest poured waters into a vessel, plunged a Cross into its depths. Waters blessed, the Jordan revealed and I partake. The creative God, always finding ways to find us.

When I filled a small glass bottle with its streams and captured grace, that’s when the Jordan began flowing through my home. The waters run.

It’s that small bottle sitting on a table that I walk towards each morning, the current of my steps directed towards its streams. I pour its contents into a small glass and the Jordan flows. No other food or drink touching my lips until first I enter the river and receive the blessing. It’s how I begin each day, how I live Theophany through the year.

It’s how I live in the Jordan.

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They do well who daily, before eating any kind of food, drink a little Holy Water.
It strengthens the powers of the soul.

-St. John Maximovitch

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