When I was in college at BYU in Provo my roommates and I made it a goal that every morning (or so) we would have roommate prayer--meaning we would all get together and pray--like family prayer. I was known for my marathon prayers--that would go on and on . . . .and on. I think on one occasion I even had one of my roommates come to me and tactfully show me the scripture 3 Nephi 19:24 (scroll down). It talks about not using a lot of words when we pray.
Well dear roommates (and they really are dear!) you'll be happy to know most of my prayers are now under a minute--sometimes under thirty seconds--thanks to three excellent reasons (namely, R, S, and T). Hopefully they are just, if not more, heartfelt.
Dear roommates:
Thank you for your patience and kindness.
Reflectively yours,
M
2 comments:
So, we used to have roommate prayer every night - unfortunately, the stigma I was known for was starting to laugh during the middle of the prayer. Whoops. Only my freshman year, though. :) Sophomore year, we had roommate prayer and hymn-singing every night. It was awesome!!
That's adorable Mel...because, I'm sure you utter marathon prayers all day in your heart! You are continually prayerful! Love you!
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