Reminds me of a time, two or ten that I spent "praying in" the New Year - the splanation being that it was a great way to start the year off. Perhaps, but it always felt contrived & forced to make the prayer happen, esp. if/when it required getting others to shut up from their deep 'meaning of life' conversations that they were having, & making them stop their games, loud happy interactions in order to join the somber prayer group (usually a circle) that would take turns trying to out "our Father," each other. I tried so hard to make God happy... & to do what I thought a good Christian should do...
Looking back, I have regrets - I know that everyone does, but mine usually center on:
I pray for the redemption of relationship with Moe - & that those that I violated, tripped up, put an obstacle course in front of would find their way through all the junk to the Real Thing that is the Word.
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