On the wings of prayer, our burdens take flight

This morning I prayed. As usual I woke up, dragged myself into the bathroom and had a shower. It was raining. And there was no way I was going to work in the rain, so I took my time. This November has been the worst month of 2015, so far. Someone I hold dear to …

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