My Walk

While laying my head to rest in my cozy king-size bed, a deep feeling of prayer came to my sleepless reddened body, and I asked God, “Why do I feel so compelled to ask for you?” in a soft, but embracive thought. At that time, I was threatened by the devil with a scowl on his overbearing face, and he stared back to my closed eyes and replied, “Why do you think it’s God?”

I couldn’t even wait for the...