I’m going to be talking about today as if it were still Monday, though the clock marked 12:15AM is telling me otherwise.
It was one of those off-days, where practically everything in life was attacking me and making me fumble. Whether it was barely making it to jury duty on time, or finding myself trying to drink from a bottle with its cap still on, or feeling ignored after offering to do something nice, nothing really fell into place. So naturally, being the wonderful Christian I am, I asked my friend to pray for me.
Okay… not so wonderful. She asked me if I had talked to God myself. At that moment, I realized that I stumbled through half the day without talking to God. Why did I bother scanning through my buddy list to ask for prayer when I could have done so myself?
Thank you Kat for being a Godly woman and a wise reminder.