pray for the universe.

at night, just before my littles lay their heads down to slumber, we pile into my bed. a big fluffy white comforter and soft sheets cover us as my littlest tucks herself close to my side and my oldest asks for her back rubbed. the iPad flips on and we listen to worship music. most nights they get drowsy listening. some nights they have questions. and nights like tonight we take turns praying for each other. which for them right now, isn’t wild and deep. except that i noticed one thing about their prayers: capacity. freedom. Read more