Wednesday, October 8, 2014

// 8. bedtime prayers //


Every night of my childhood, after I brushed my teeth and put my pajamas on, I'd get into bed and wait for my parents to come pray for me. Bedtime prayers is something they have done for as long as I can remember. When I was little I could not fall asleep until they had come to pray for me. When I was older, and staying up later than my parents, I still looked forward to them finding me in my room at the end of the day.  It was a time for us to catch up, talk about what was coming up in the next few days, and then of course, to pray.

They always prayed for us at night. No matter how late it was, or how tired they were, or what other projects they were working on, they always came. Even when I went away to college, they still came into my empty room to pray for me.  For all I know they are still doing it. 

This is the one thing I have learned from my parents that I put into practice most often. When Johnny started sleeping in his crib Alex and I started saying bedtime prayers for him. No matter how tired we are, or how late it is, we go pray.  And even if I have not gotten any other prayer time in on a given day, I can always count on praying then. 
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