My roommates and I were having a conversation about prayer, and I was reminded of my nightly childhood prayer:
Dear God, thank you for this day. I pray that I won't have any nightmares, and that you will help us find a cure for aids and cancer. I love you a WHOLE bunch. Amen.
Oh the prayer of innocence.
It seems that as I have gotten older, a more common prayer that I have heard and can more often relate to goes a little more like this:
Dear God, thank you for another day. Please help me to not have dreams about men(/women), and protect me and my loved ones from aids and cancer. I am trying to love you. Please help me to love you more. Amen.
If only we could be like children again, more afraid of the boogie man than singleness, more aware of the needs of others than our own mortality, and more in love with our God than ourselves.
Monday, October 06, 2008
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