"Tell me one last thing," said Harry. "Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"
Dumbledore beamed at him, and his voice sounded loud and strong in Harry's ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
Lily and I finished the Harry Potter series last night. I read the last lines through tears. Thank you, Father, for my Lilybug, and thank you for Harry Potter.
Lord, You are abounding in love, slow to anger, compassionate and gracious. You love me even when I doubt Your existence. Oh, how I want to believe You exist. Help me in my unbelief.
Today I'll be doing some driving. Please send an angel to protect my car as I go. I pray for help as a steward of Your gifts to my children.
I pray for the concert on Friday, that Your spirit will fill the place, that Dad will sense You. I pray that You would draw him to You. Never let go of him! I pray for Sara as well.
I pray for my manuscript, in Katherine's in-box. I pray for peace about the way forward. Please clear Katherine's plate for the time she needs to read it and judge it fairly. Please show her the way forward, too. I pray for the opportunity to write a book that revolves around You.
Lord, whenever I pray about something out loud on Bible Study morning, the thing I prayed about rears its head. I prayed about Faith, and she was worse than ever. I prayed about Joey, and he was worse than ever. I prayed for help introducing a new song, and I flubbed it. I don't know what this means...I'm just mentioning it.
I don't want to start thinking twice before praying--that would be superstitious. You tell us to pray. I'm going to continue.
Pray without ceasing. I pray for protection over Isabel and Lily and Lee today. Go with them, please, Lord.
I pray for all these things in Your son's name.
Amen
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