Ok. We need to overcome biology for one minute and NOT get the urge to pop out babies whenever we hold one.
We also need NOT to fall in love with any dear male friend who holds said baby, thus increasing the ill-timed, ill-advised hormone surge.
Moreover, we need to take a step back, reevaluate our friendships, and determine what are the actual stirrings of romance, and what are evolutionary impulses.
And by we, I mean me.
Prayer #25: Ludicrous Uterus
Lord, promise me you will reveal the information I need to make informed decisions about what I truly feel for others.
Help me discern between all types of love, and match the right kind with the right people.
Above all, grant my male friends understanding and wisdom about female behavior, and please have them forgive me if they ever discover I am cyclically in love with them.
P.S. And if it's not too much, Lord, perhaps You can inspire one of these wonderful boys in my life to reciprocate one day.