My church has a secret prayer partner program set up, in which ladies can choose to participate. They sign up, and upon signing up, fill out a form indicating some of their favorite things to do, read, et cetera. The forms are then distributed out among the women, and secret prayer partners assigned. For example, if I receive Judy McFinnerson's form, I am her secret prayer partner and I take it upon myself to gift her with various little items, cards, birthday and anniversary gifts, and daily prayers throughout the duration of the year. Then at the end of the year, there is a little party in which all of the women share who they've been praying for, and everyone feels nice and good and happy.
This year, the form that I filled out asked this question: "If you had one hour completely to yourself, what would you do for that hour?"
I think I said that I'd read. I had approximately 27 seconds remaining to complete the form and have it ready to hand over with a smile on my face to one of the most intimidatingly overbearing and no-nonsense women in the church, so I didn't put a lot of thought into what I was writing.
But. In real life, when I have more than 27 seconds to answer 14 questions.
I'm torn between two scenarios I have playing through my head. In the one, I'd cram as much as humanly possible into that one hour block of time. (Softball game, horseback ride, bike ride, picnic, see Troy and Da Vinci in a time-traveling spaceship, with all of my friends around me.) In the other scenario, I can see myself falling asleep in a tent in the woods, all alone, listening to the sounds of the woods. In the first, there's so much interaction and fun and movement, and in the second, just silence and peace.
I'm not sure what I would do. It probably wouldn't be read! I'd save that for when I have more than an hour to myself.
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