I think, at least as far as I can remember, we prayed this morning, together. The king and queen of stately White Manor (a Batman reference) stood together, and prayed. Was it something really deep? Nah. Was it comfortable? Nope. It was very weird but I grabbed her hands and we stood, toe to toe and I gave thanks for the ability for us to be able to put a new transmission in my truck with, as Randy Moss would say, “straight cash Homie“. No credit card, no loans. I asked god to never let my truck break down…He laughed and just made sure we had the money to fix it when the inevitable came. We then prayed for the strength to get thru it to get back to where we are now financially.
Then I told her how much a new transmission was going to cost…she was literally ROFL.
This whole praying together thing is gonna take a minute for the weirdness to wear off, I see.