Prayer: an attraction towards an abstraction with inexplicable passion; the ACTS of contemplation. When the night sky amazes us and awe seizes our attention we know there is greater than us; we are gobsmacked in Adoration. Divinity forgives our failures. Can we accept how insipid our regret, how inept our pangs of Contrition? When a child’s love overtakes us, arrested by the innocent, and charmed by the constant gift, where else can we go but Thanks? God ignores our instructions waits until we are desperate and pray our destitution, then God listens to our Supplications. We commit our acts of prayer and God prays back to us, “Now what?”
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