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Evening prayers, insomnia, and world peace….

When I was a little girl, evening prayers were part of our bedtime ritual. From as early as I could remember, my mother would kneel with me and my sisters at our bedside and lead us in prayer. “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.” I guess that explains my life-long struggle with insomnia. If there was a chance that I may die before I wake, I wasn’t about to fall asleep. Then we learned “Our Father, who art in Heaven….” When I asked my mother who “Art” was, she explained, “You know, like your father, who art in the mill.” Oh, well. That made sense, since our dad worked in the steel mill. She was really good at explaining things. I swear she had...

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