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| When you pray you sweat blood |
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| Written by Laryn | |||
| Friday, 18 December 2009 17:36 | |||
A quote from my novel (Clutching Dust and Stars) was featured in today's Daily Asterisk. (Sign up for the Daily Asterisk if you'd like to get "a provocative quote for thought and discussion" in your inbox each weekday) Prayer isn't a time for holy thoughts, or purity, or carefully crafted phrases, she was discovering. It's a time for rage, for pain, for despair and hope. A time to sit in the dirt and joy of everyday life, to purge herself of the questions that plagued her by flinging them at God. Sometimes when she prayed, all she could do was sit there with her torso ripped apart and her guts in her hands. When you pray you sweat blood. Laryn Kragt Bakker
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