I’ve developed a habit, likely inspired by the morning prayer of Amarante in “The Milagro Beanfield War,” of sleepily staggering into the kitchen, fixing my coffee and egg, then heading into the study for the news, then breathing, “Thank you God, for another day,” That focuses my attention on God right away. Then a Facebook post changed things up. Quite a bit. It’s the one here.

Gosh, I felt good doing just the one, now someone wants me to septuple that? But it struck me:…