Going to pray

About an hour ago I was struck that I had absolutely nothing to write about tonight, it was just too ordinary of a day. We were all home together playing, doing laundry, just hanging around. Then I was struck that that was wonderful. We lived in great peace without any fear for starvation, safety or abuse. What an amazing blessing. Then I began to think what a call to prayer that is. A quiet day can deceive us to think all is too well. We are at war in so many ways in our lives. And I am sad to think that not enough of my day was spent in prayer, for myself, my husband, my children, my family, my church, my community, my country and the world. So now I stop my writing to go and pray.