A few nights ago, I blew out my candle (those Ikea packs last forever), lay in bed on my back, looked up at the ceiling…
…and suddenly started to pray for my brother, my parents, my friends, and all the women I’ve loved and hearts I’ve broken (and naming names, ouch)…
…and started to cry. It was important.
‘The heck have I never prayed for anyone before?
Longshot City 
March 19, 2009 at 5:10 am
Good for you!
March 20, 2009 at 2:25 pm
Life changing – good on ya 😉