Exactly a week ago, I sat in the tiny parish church of Our Lady of the Beehive near to Dibley where the parish preist and I met once a week of morning prayer. This morning at the same time, I sat in my new place of work and used the same (Anglican) form for morning prayer. Within the liturgy is a simple but very meaningful statements:
The night has passed, and the day lies open before us; let us pray with one heart and mind.
In my minds eye I could see my former colleague sat on the left side front pew in the tiny chapel uttering these words, and had a real sense that even when one person says them ostensibly alone it is as part a greater 'we', as part of the communion of saints, the invisible but interconnected unending cycle of prayer and praise.
I hope that in time I will find others with whom I can share morning prayer, but for now the mystery of interconnectedness will do just fine.