Ever feel like your heart is being pulled in different directions. So many things tug at my heart and demand attention. I give pieces of my heart away to anxious thoughts and lesser things all the time. My heart becomes unintentionally divided. Pulled in different directions, I don't move forward.

We tend to look at prayer just like we look at exercise to prepare us for swimsuit season. We pray as a reaction more than a mindset.

Church is wonderful, and it builds up the family, but the family is the unit where things are cemented and lived.