I was getting a refill of coffee at the coffee bar in
Panera. A lady was also getting coffee.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Good morning.”
“This is a great day isn’t it?”
“Yes it is.”
“I’m having breakfast with a friend here. Do you have
something we can pray for?”
“Well yes, my son is in prison and he’ll be getting out
soon. I think God is working in his life and I want it to continue.”
“Tell you what,” I said, “how about coming back to our
table and we’ll pray right now.”
Beverly followed me back to the table, I introduced her to
my friend Bill, Beverly told her story, Bill told her about his prayer journal,
and the three of us held hands and prayed.
If we aren't praying for the people we meet…who is?
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