knees. (you know, the kind that haven't fallen from the sky and been thrust into a fiery inferno)

Some nights, I wait until I am soooo tired (you know, too tired) and then I lay right there in my bed and give a quick, half-hearted prayer and fall deep into sleep.

Yep. I often don't make the effort to get out bed and kneel.
It's clearly not convenient for me.

Besides, what about my life is so bad as to force me
out of the bed,
onto my knees,
and pleading with my Heavenly Father in desperation?

nothing. (obviously)

...so isn't that the biggest reason for why I should be kneeling?

read this
and then tell me whether or not you're ever going
to hmmm hah about getting on your knees again.

Oh, and I'm also going to eat 9 grain cereal
and start taking care of and appreciating the
body God gave me.

I am.

Just you watch.