Hope That Holds.

It's funny that in a religion that's so devoted to the imagery of God as a parent, it so rarely seems to occur to people that prayer is kind of like calling your parents. Which I, at least, do every single time I'm sick. And funnily enough, I'm still just as sick afterwards, but a lot less miserable. You know? I mean there are plenty of really arcane, difficult theological ideas out there, but this seems like...not one of them, to me. *shrug*