I tend to pray without ceasing, talking to God all day long as I go about my work, exercise, errands, cooking, cleaning. I talk to God in the shower, and in my car. But, recently, I heard God talking to me more and more, and every time He would say the same thing: "Summer, you need to sit with me." I was being asked to sit with God every morning, not just for a few minutes as I often did, but for at least twenty minutes per day. Did I do it? Nope.
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