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Fresh, Clean and Pure Friday: Pray

A fellow blogger at "La Bella Vita" has extended an invitation to participate in "Fresh, Clean and Pure Friday".  Great idea!

http://bellavita-bellasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/fresh-clean-and-pure-friday-blog-hop-1.html
So here is my idea for "Fresh, Clean and Pure Friday";  pray for the person who most annoyed you this week.  You know, that guy in the cubicle next to you that takes your stuff without asking.  That lady that sits behind you at daily Mass and says all the prayers a half a beat behind every one else.  Your kid who said something thoughtless and hurtful.  The lady at the grocery store who snarled when she took your money and then put your bread at the bottom of the bag.  THAT person.

Pray that God will bless them abundantly.  Pray that their life is good, and that they recognize that. 
Pray.                                                                                                                                                                 

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  1. I am SO glad that you found my blog hop and your post on praying for those have annoyed is was PERFECT. I so needed to hear that this week, because a co-worker was really a pro at annoying me this week. It took everything in me from losing it! I'm now following you and hope to continue to receive tiny reminders from your blog regarding cleaning up my attitude and spiritual life! After all, I think that is the most important thing we're called to do . . . be saints! Blessings, Roz

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