I can remember when much of my prayer time didn't end with "Amen" but with "I wasn't asleep."
I’m still hung up on the word “scripture”.
To me, the most interesting writings can be seen in ravines and cliff faces where sedimentary rock is stacked up layer upon layer.
It’s hard to reconcile that we’re only looking at the edges of the pages. We can barely make out what some of the page numbers might be. Most of the really interesting stuff hasn’t seen the light of day for a long, l o n g time.
Yep. I do a lot of that. I usually pray just before I read Scriptures to avoid the "I wasn't asleep" embarrassment. If I wait until I'm actually ready to sleep, I won't make it past, "Dear Father..."