The other morning as I prayed, the petitions rose beautifully. I felt the Spirit, and the prayers came from a deep place as I lifted up different people, individuals who I often fail to remember. It felt so good. I got up from my knees feeling rather spiritual. I’d partnered with the Divine. But the next day . . . …
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