… That’s what my Mom would tell me when we talked about our dreams and our concerns. We both did it faithfully. It’s a sacred place where we give gratitude and offer prayers for ourselves, our family, friends, and the world.
One of the last gifts my Mom gave me was a box from her trip to Morocco. It is now my main God box and sits in the window facing heaven.
I have a smaller God box for on-going prayers. The largest one holds the prayers that have been answered. Try it … it works.
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