Just By Folding Your Hands...

I am not endorsing religion. I am not going to share my exact religious denomination. However, I am going to share a little bit of my morning with you.

I have been getting a bit overwhelmed lately. A lot of things are happening all at once in our lives. Most of the happenings I am ever grateful for, while on the other hand I am deathly afraid of the outcome or how certain problems can/will be handled, or if they can be resolved in time.
It's overtaking my sleep, my day, my life. This fear. So, because I have been lacking in the "going to church" area from quite awhile now (not that I think organized religion is/is not the way to go) I decided to go the good ol' fashion route, folding those thing attached to our limbs we like to call hands. It seems often I pray and pray, sometimes things get worse and then I give up. Lazy!!! Faithless!!! Even if you don't believe in God doesn't it feel better to believe that something through faith, a blind hope, can help things - if it is supposed to be???

Let's get to the silly part. I decided my prayer felt weak, even though I am trying...I seem to be lately an all or nothing kind of gal, it's not always a good thing. I looked up on the internet, "online prayer request." And you know what??? There are many! Even if you feel silly like I did, there are people dedicating their personal time to pray for you, hope for you, help you. They don't contact you, you don't even have to leave personal information if you don't wish to.
So, I filled out the small paragraph I was allowed and clicked "send." And you know what??? Whether it was just my mind hoping or wishing or expecting something magical, I felt a little spark...I felt better, I really felt better.