A few weeks ago a close friend was going through some difficult times, awkardly, I could not think of any consolations, or the right words to say, I could only hug. In the midst of the washing dishes, a silent prayer for strength. Strength, but not for myself. A prayer for someone else.
Weeks later, the waters have calmed.
Then I realized that I forgot to thank for a prayer answered.
How many times have that happened?
This time, thank you, big dude.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
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