Every day, even several times a day, my prayers may have messy beginnings. 

Sometimes my prayers are neat and clever, but mostly they are messy and emotional. And they often involve crying real tears. 

Some say all our prayerful tears are collected in Heaven, like a precious harvest. I like to picture that. It gives me courage to just start praying out loud, no matter how messy I may sound.


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