Pray Without Ceasing. Happy National Day of Prayer. I used to pray for my loved ones at stoplights. It took the frustration out of having to wait to go. Now that I don't drive that much anymore, I just kind of pray at my desk or espresso machine, or when I look at the sky and remember just how much of a miracle this all is.
Today I'm praying for my family, their pets and pet peeves, my friends and their business ventures and babies, my husband and my job and this DIZZYING HEADACHE.
I used to think I was vastly different from everyone else because I was so self-conscious. I then had to compensate for that by trying to do more and do better.
Yesterday in rush hour, it occurred to me that I'm just complex. And I called Tasha, my best friend from high school, to tell her I'd come to this conclusion, finally figured it out. She was in the midst of her own evening commute, and I think her response was something like, "Well, duh. And that's okay."
And we celebrated National Prayer Day by going as a prayer group to the nursing home to see our little Norma! It was wonderful to be together with her and I'm pretty sure she thought so, too!