The Mysterious Us and Them

He asked if I wanted to pray. I replied, “Sure, where’s the prayer book?” “You don’t need one,” he explained. “Just talk to God from your heart.” I folded my arms across my chest, looked upwards, and said, “God, I don’t know who You are. But I’m tired of doing it by myself, so You have a go.”

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A Tiny Dot of Pure White Paint
Author: Edward Brown

God spoke to me just as clearly as in a conversation you might have with your friend over a cup of coffee.

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