Today I wasn’t able to read the text in the morning. I think my head was wrapped around the fact that I could read it and understand it, and probably gain some insights from it, but I wouldn’t really be feeling or fully internalizing it. I thought I would try reading it at night instead, and I did. The reading is about giving, and doing it selflessly, without asking for anything in return, and without expecting anything out of it. I read it two or three times, recounted times in my life when it was applicable, and there were a lot, and then I tried to pray by talking to God in my head.
But by then I was so numb with everything that happened earlier in the day that I was hardly surprised when I didn’t feel His presence.
