I’ve been learning more about Judaism from living with Farrah and Monica, but feel that I haven’t been able to express my Catholic identity and share that side with them. While Farrah was saying morning prayers yesterday for Rosh Hashanah, I realized I should pray more. Often, it’s the hard times that you ask God for help, but it shouldn’t be that way.
Last week was a rough one for me. Three of my closest friends and family members wound up in the hospital. It’s times like these that shake up one’s faith and you can either turn to God or feel hopeless on your own.
I’ll admit I don’t go to church every Sunday, but I do pray and thank God for my blessings when I remember. This time, however I needed to devote more attention.
Where does one even begin?
When its people who had such a major impact on your life suffering, you tend to find the right words.
While it may have taken some time to find the words, the closure I felt was indescribable and though I know I can’t cure either of my friends’ sicknesses on my own, a prayer never hurt anyone.
Do you pray every day?