I said a prayer before falling asleep last night, the first time I had said a bedtime prayer in far too long. As usual, I discovered a geniune sense of wellness and peace resulting from my entreaties to the Almighty. I shall never understand those without faith. I understand doubt all too well, I spent several of my teenaged years struggling with the concept of a just God creating such an unjust world, but He was the beginning and the end of those questions. What I've never understood is how someone can ask the same questions I asked and come up with different answers.

A simple truth, perhaps even laughably simple, but the truth nonetheless: God loves you.

BTW South Song of the Day
17 Years, "What's Your Name?" from Mailorder is Fun! (T.L.A.M.)