tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647524984553374289.post6958299264739163884..comments2023-10-12T08:47:33.457-07:00Comments on The Breathing Room: on praising in the stormDaynahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963743690833306077noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647524984553374289.post-29258593092905116852008-03-25T20:28:00.000-07:002008-03-25T20:28:00.000-07:00I feel so Godless Dayna when I read your words. I...I feel so Godless Dayna when I read your words. I cannot say that God has played any conscious role in my adult life. maybe growing up in a catholic school took the spirit away. I do c onsider myself mystical and would be afraid to say that God does not exist. But I do find it highly improbable that he has time or need for our prayers. I would not mind to be proven wrong. But He would not let that happen. I did write once about Him, at the end of a travel article I published in a magazine. But it was more like a quote I heard once. If i remeber well I wrote:<BR/>"I once met a traveller on a train. I was very young and asked him why he travelled. He said: When you travel you put your life in the hands of God. You are no longer protected by life's routine. You are at His mercy and now have a chance to change your future."<BR/><BR/>ps. So you can read Spanish!?Vagamundohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02451826927912247713noreply@blogger.com