It's been one of those wonderful weeks where prayer is my lifeline. It's the only thing that keeps me sane in a world full of twists and turns. I have such a good life, and I feel blessed. I love that I can pray in my mind or I can pray outloud. I pray mostly on my knees and sometimes, if I'm lazy, still laying in bed in the morning. I pray while doing dishes, or the laundry. Isn't it glorious that God gives us such an open line of communication? He never tells us that "It's just not a good time" or "I'll have to call you back." He just loves us and lets us pray when we're happy or sad or troubled or angry or full of thanks. He just listens, and if we look closely enough, always answers.
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