I knew all of the childhood prayers I uttered on my knees at the side of my bed. Many years of Sunday-school attendance had etched certain Psalms and rote prayers into the fibers of my brain. However, somewhere deep inside of me, I had the secret belief that I did not know how to pray, and that frightened me.

In all relationships, regardless of their nature, there comes that moment when you understand that there are some things you will never understand. When you are standing in that moment, just be right with it.

Had I not spent so much time doing something that made me so miserable, I would have never learned how to appreciate doing what brings me joy.

Pain is pain, hurt is hurt, fear is fear, anger is anger, and it has no color.

The show is 'Fix My Life!' Get it? Life. I do not fix people.

Everything is just as it needs to be. And if we would forgive, our minds and hearts would open and we could see another possibility.

I'm not sure where I heard it or why I believed it but when I was in my mid-twenties, a few words changed my approach to and experience of prayer. The words were these: 'Every thought you think is a prayer. Every word you speak is a prayer. Every act in which you engage is a prayer, because the Spirit of God lives in you.' Now, how awesome is that?