peaceful
I was really depressed when I went to bed last night. I
started to cry. "Lord," I said, "I know You never give us
anything we can't handle. You came down here, so surely You
must understand what it is like to be human. Please give me the
strength to go on."
"Pray for J," said a voice that I didn't quite recognize.
It was almost Mom's. "L said she'd need your prayers."
I tried to remember every name on my prayer list. I
thought, Maybe God wanted me to pray to make me feel better. It
isn't working.
"I pray for someone I don't know about."
That was all it took. Suddenly I realized that when I
prayed I was noticed by God. And being noticed by God is more
important than being noticed by all the people of the universe.
