When we find ourselves in a mess (that’s the South GA terminology), after venting our frustration and bemoaning our fate, we pray. That’s what we should have done in the first place. I am a good example. Something I tried to do yesterday, and I failed miserably. This morning at 4:20 a.m. I was praying. God opened my brain and showed me what to do. Father, forgive us for not starting in the right place, on our knees in prayer. We lift up those who are struggling; please deliver them and open their eyes, that they would pray in Jesus' name, amen.