I was just thinking about the apostles appointing deacons so they could devote themselves more to prayer. Oh, my, what their prayers must have been like after watching their savior pray all night at a time.
I will be turning 80 this coming spring. So, sometimes I wonder what kind of physical and/or mental infirmities I may have. My prayer is that, if I enter Alzheimer’s, my wandering mind will be snuggled in the arms of God and immersed in conversation with him. Somehow.