The Sunrise Story

I'm so grateful to Holly for the inspiration and opportunity to write about my spiritual journey. Please stop by  her blog  and share your own spiritual journey. Patience.  Hmmmm... I practice patience. Persistant patience. God's plan in God's time But... Time passes and I'm frustrated... not getting what I want,  when I want it in a  world of instant gratification Does God hear me? I practice patience. Persistant patience. I want it now! Why? Why not?  She has it. He has it. Don't I deserve it?  I'm a good person. The desire is in my heart,  but nothing ever seems to change.  Is God really listening?  I practice patience. Persistant patience. OK, fine. Maybe it's not for me. Who needs it? Forget it! I don't even really want it... Do I? I practice patience. Persistant patience. Thank you.  My life is full. I'm  grateful... gratef...

I'm so grateful to Holly for the inspiration and opportunity to write about my spiritual journey. Please stop by her blog and share your own spiritual journey. Prayer. As a child, prayer meant reciting prayers...Our Father and Hail Mary...before dinner we said grace, "Bless us, O Lord, for these thy gifts,  which we are about to receive, for your bounty. Through Christ, our Lord. Amen." Before bed we said, "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. And if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, my soul to take." These were recitations said without any thought to the meaning behind the words. I said them to please my parents, to please God. I said prayers.  I had never prayed.  Six years ago I was invited to a small group with some neighbors I had recently met and about a year after that I started attending their Methodist Church. That's when praying took on a whole new meaning for me.  In our small group,...