There is a boy, in that small place we heard about a few weeks ago, who prays, I hear from Tim. Tim, who prays with him on Tuesdays, and tells me of the simple things the boy prays for. "Keep my mother safe, let me live another day, do this simple thing for us."

Do we have too much to pray for? What would be the first thing you ask God to save, your job, your house, your reputation, your car?

When there are only simple things left to pray for, when we push our way past the things that are too big, our arms reaching up and through them, like we would push our way through that fluffy prom dress we wore when we were sixteen, and settle them down around our feet, when we stand alone, at the face of God, what simple things do we pray for?

Would simple be enough? Be all I need. Be everything.