A Childhood Prayer
Maybe it’s because of my age. Maybe it’s because of the complexity of my life. Maybe it’s because I’m more God-centered than I was forty or fifty years ago. Maybe it’s because I value the simplicity of old age. But a childhood prayer has kept rumbling around in my mind these last couple of days, not supplanting the prayers I usually say, but reminding me of the ones I said every night when I was a child: Now I lay …