When I am in need of prayer or contact with God, I picture Jesus. Sometimes he comes in a dream or in that moment between sleep and waking. Sometimes he comes in a metaphor or imagination, music or a sermon, or through the faces of the children.

I long for a way to be with him. I long for a way to sit with him and share my problems and concerns and the daily ills of everyday living. So I picture him, and soon he is responding to my need. Sometimes he's funny; lots of the stories are funny. Whenever there is a problem that I bring him, he has his own way of reacting to it, helping me...

When I am in need of prayer or contact with God, I picture Jesus. Sometimes he comes in a dream or in that moment between sleep and waking. Sometimes he comes in a metaphor or imagination, music or a sermon, or through the faces of the children.

I long for a way to be with him. I long for a way to sit with him and share my problems and concerns and the daily ills of everyday living. So I picture him, and soon he is responding to my need. Sometimes he's funny; lots of the stories are funny. Whenever there is a problem that I bring him, he has his own way of reacting to it, helping me...