Today in between services, someone asked how i spend my sundays. i usually spend them satisfying my week-long craving to get really dug into the Good Book and praying, to the great relief of my poor soul. i love spending time with my Lord.
i don’t know why i tried to hide this fact from her. perhaps i was afraid of coming across too pious. perhaps it’s why i dislike praying in public – because my mind cannot yet get round to the idea that my relationship with God is not private but public. i find few people no human can understand how i think. how it is important to me that i am careful not do good works in public because i fear that it will compromise my motives for so acting.
anyway. sigh.
