Some days I am too slow getting out of bed, I hit the snooze button too many times, I watch The Today Show for too many minutes & I have to rush... & I forget.
I prayed this morning on the 6 train, between 86th and about 110th street, after I remembered. When I was finished, I was struck & amazed with the idea that my pleas to my Heavenly Father could & would make it through the noisy subway tunnels with screeching trains whizzing by, up through multiple feet of concrete, wires & piping, through taxi cabs, honking horns, screaming sirens, & hurrying pedestrians, zoom past skyscrapers, people getting ready in their box-like apartments on the 40th floor, beyond the helicopters & airplanes flying into LaGuardia, & into the cloud-filled heavens where they are heard.
I prayed this morning on the 6 train, between 86th and about 110th street, after I remembered. When I was finished, I was struck & amazed with the idea that my pleas to my Heavenly Father could & would make it through the noisy subway tunnels with screeching trains whizzing by, up through multiple feet of concrete, wires & piping, through taxi cabs, honking horns, screaming sirens, & hurrying pedestrians, zoom past skyscrapers, people getting ready in their box-like apartments on the 40th floor, beyond the helicopters & airplanes flying into LaGuardia, & into the cloud-filled heavens where they are heard.
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Sort of amazing, right?
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Oh- & someday I'm going to write one of those anonymous Ensign articles where I tell the story about a visiting teacher who came, every month, & made such a difference in my life (& sometimes even brought cream puffs).
4 comments:
I loved and needed this post today. Thanks.
It is amazing. A direct connection - all of the time.
I pray quite a bit when I am with a patient (Dear God let me get this right)
I would totally read any article you wrote. You should send one in for sure.
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