I ride my bicycle daily - and there are homes I pass where I know someone is
ill, or facing a challenge, or a child has gone off to school, or there's been a
divorce. As I pass, I say a prayer. These prayers matter to God. And they humble
me, and remind all of us of our common humanity, and our shared need for
God.
I
could just drive mindlessly, or find myself rankled by talk radio. I could also
think about a family's situation in a gossipy kind of way. But I want to think
like Jesus.
I drive past the courthouse - and pray for judges, and the people in prison
Jesus told us to be concerned about. Through the windshield I see a hospital,
and pray for someone I know who is sick, or for doctors and nurses in general. I
pass my church, or any church, and give thanks to God, and pray for the clergy
and leaders.
Perhaps I even change my route a little to go by a particular house, or take a
slightly longer way home to be sure I behold places and people in need - and
instead of shuddering, I pray, and ask God what I might do to help.
Running, biking, driving, walking: all holy moments, chances to pray and
love.
