Argyle Socks

A funny thing happened the other day.  I was getting dressed and reached into my sock drawer and in doing so noticed a blue colored argyle sock that I didn't recall seeing before.  I pulled the pair out and said to myself, these must have come with the last batch of dress socks I bought, and I've just never worn them before.  Cool!  I have a new pair of socks to wear! 

I put them on and proudly wore them to the church.  Later that afternoon I went to the YMCA for my workout.  I got changed in the changing room and noticed as I was taking my socks off that they weren't really new.  They were just inside out. 

I don't know why this struck me as funny but I thought to myself if I'm ever looking for a pick-me up,  a boost, which new socks can sometimes provide, just turn my old socks inside out and it will look like I've got new ones! 

Prayer

I like prayer.  Now, that’s a pretty straightforward and simple statement, but it’s true.  Prayer for me doesn’t need to be highly ritualized, although it can be.  Prayer doesn’t need to be a solemn event, although it could be.  Prayer doesn’t need to include tears, but sometimes

it does. 

Prayer is the time I set aside to talk with God.  Sometimes I talk directly to God; sometimes I talk to Jesus; and sometimes I seek out the Holy Spirit.  Being a Triune God – three Gods in One – I know the prayer gets to the right spot no matter what. 

I sometimes laugh in my prayers.  I occasionally tell God a joke – I start out with, ‘Stop me if you’ve heard this one’.  I share with God the events of my life – the good and the bad. 

I like prayer.  It draws me closer to God and refreshes me.