Y’all, people are hurting. 

Harvey has left a dismal fog hovering over Southeast Texas like nothing I’ve ever seen. Harvey is still here, and I believe he will be sticking around for a while. Then there’s other things. 
Broken hearts. 

Broken dreams. 

Broken promises.
 
Let’s just pray. Let’s agree to pray for one another. Really pray. The kind of prayer my daddy taught me how to do. Uninterrupted, intentional, unceasing -cry out to God down on your knees- prayer. 

Let’s pray, y’all.
 
“But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you. Matthew.” 6:6