the power of prayer...

 I was at a seasonal dinner last night and somebody asked me if I believe in the power of prayer.

I equivocated and gave a not very coherent repy mumbling about the supernatural.

I feel like John Locke. Not to good with words on the spot but a master of the idea written down.

My real answer should have been I pray to God to ask what I can do for him and not what he will do for me.

This puts the onus fairly and squarely on my shoulders and no one elses and I cannot get the pip for not getting what I want.

If it is Gods gift that I should receive his grace then I am humbled to know that I have done something right.