Anne Lamott not only knows how to write, she knows how to pray. “I know that every time I call out for help, the phone rings, or the mail comes, or I get that noodgey Holy Spirit feeling inside, and enough of an answer to take the next right step. I know that I need to let go, or I am going to get dragged. Letting go is definitely not my strong suit.”
And be funny: “After a year in that church, I started to call God “Jesus.” I wish that this did not worry people so much. My friend Neshama calls God “Howard,” as in “Our father/mother, who art in heaven, Howard be thy name,” and this does not seem to worry people. When I was still afraid to call God Jesus, I called him my Higher Power, or for the sake of brevity, my old H.P. Then I started to think of Him as my old Hewlett-Packard, and that worked, and it worried people a lot less than this Jesus business.”
Read her piece in Salon: Every sandwich: As the world falls apart around us, the only answer is to stick close to each other.