So, these past few weeks I've been more stressed out and anxious then I've been in a long time, so in my quest for some sort of peace and tranquility, I've actually found myself praying a bit more than usual.
Most of my nervousness involves the fact that I started dating a month or so ago. So my prayers have traveled the spectrum of first date jitters (Lord PLEASE let me have a good hair day and not spill food on myself!), to Jesus as therapist (Am I afraid of letting someone too close and being vulnerable, or am I just not that into him?) to Jesus as Valium (Lord, I need to calm down! I am way too old to be infatuated! Only school girls should be giddy!
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I confess, I don't know where I really stand on the subject of prayer, or whether God truly answers. But I guess I thought it current hurt.
But I do admit that on some level I am highly amused by the irony that all the dates that I have asked Jesus to facilitate have been with an atheist.
