I got a long text from my sister first thing my Sunday morning at 6:41AM, but her Saturday late night.
Something incredible about my sister is that she actually journals her prayers every single night, and she’s been doing this for years (and if I want to add the salt onto the lack-of-discipline-guilt: she’s only 21).
Fun fact aside, these are her words on my Sabbath. All hers. And as soon as I read it and meditated on it throughout my Sunday, I knew that this wasn’t just a prayer for me.
Sure, this was her prayer for me. But as I read this, I knew that this was a prayer I couldn’t keep to myself – I had to share it on my Monday.