I am unable to believe in a God susceptible to prayer. I simply haven't the nerve to imagine a being, a force, a cause which keeps the planets revolving in their orbits, and then suddenly stops in order to give me a bicycle with three speeds.
~ Quentin Crisp- - - - -
Leslie was trying to figure out when to next go and visit her mom. She said, "I guess I'll have to pray on it."
She said, "Why are you making fun of me?"
I said, "You don't seriously pray on anything!"
Leslie responded, "How do you know?"
I realized I had misspoken. "I'm sorry. Maybe you seriously pray on things all the time."
Leslie: I pray every day.
Me: Oh. That's good. I'm glad then.
Leslie: I just don't think you should pray for Army to beat Navy.
Me: Especially if you go to the Naval Academy.
Leslie: Good point.
As a result of this conversation, I suspect God is one again head shaking saying, "Michelle has no idea what is going on."
Which is true. I don't. I like guessing, though.