Tonight, for a moment, I understood the importance of prayer. Or rather, why I pray. Why I need to pray. There is a comfort in it when I feel helpless (and hopeless). Even though I was praying for someone else, it was comfort to me. It's selfish - but not in a negative way. I needed to pray for this other person because I was afraid and in that fear and prayer, I found solace. Something clicked and I got it.
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Thank you for posting this.
You saved my life.
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