DON'T GET CUTE

When I was a kid, I learned about prayer in Sunday school.



"Get on your knees."



"Fold your hands."



"Close your eyes."



"Now say these words."



There was probably more freedom attached to the instructions, but that's what I took from the lesson.



"Do these things when you talk to God and He'll hear you."



I've carried that mentality into my adult life and this morning I was feeling "blah."



"What's wrong with me? Where is God today? I must need to pray ... read the Bible ... pla...