Notes from the Handbasket
Waiting for the Second Age of Reason.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
my prayer
From the beginning, my prayer has been, "Dear Lord, protect my family." I do not pretend to understand prayer but when prayer is all I had to lean on, it became a nearly unconscious thrumming in my brain.
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