Rip Van Winks Not
Usually when I pray I do so that God’s will be done, not my own. I didn’t create the universe, or know what the master plan is, What if he doesn’t want me to get that promotion for whatever reason? You get the picture. But tonight I passionately shouted in my head, “please let that kid sleep!”
December 30th, 2004 at 2:59 pm
We hope those aren’t Cecka genes making the kid restless, or we may be in for the same. We can’t imagine how you feel now, but I bet we will! May that kid sleep tonight.