Writing, like praying, is nice.

Wherever I’m at, and whatever situation I’m in—beautiful places, not so nice places—I can write about them and explore my thoughts. It’s a bit like praying. My thoughts and being are always wherever I am. Likewise, God is always here and everywhere, including when I look at the sunrise or when falling asleep in my bed, but he’s also far beyond my short-life mortality: in the sunrise, sunset, mountains, ocean, trees, birds, deer, and bugs—in inspired texts and in my nightly prayers. Wherever I am and in whatever time I’m in, I can write and pray.

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