The first day of Lent. Ash Wednesday actually. The devotional today is “Lord, teach me to pray.” Sometimes I feel like I don’t pray at all any more and sometimes I feel like that is all I do. Pray for my country, for friends having surgery or who are sick. My family. Sometimes I feel like I am living my prayers and every time I think of them (whoever they are) I am sending out prayers and Light energy.
Today it is for D’s health and well-being as he goes through back surgery once again. And for Di as she stands like a rock by his side. Even though our country is still in turmoil, dt seemed to strike an easier, not so angry note in his speech last night. Oh people of color or who wear turbans or burkas or who sound the least bit “foreign” still go in fear and I in fear for them. And I am trying to find hope where I can. Heard a wonderful Sikh prayer this morning for this country that the darkness may not be the darkness of the tomb but the darkness of the womb and that we are on the brink of a new birth. Please, dear God. Amen.