Lately I’ve been on this prayer “kick” I guess I’ll call it. I’ve been trying to focus on praying more, not even for myself, but for others. It’s been a really great experience lately, because I really enjoying going to the Lord on the behalf of others…
and then this little thing happened at work today.
I work at a business college here in the metro detroit area, and I work in both the financial aid and the records and registration departments at this institution. This evening I was working in the financial aid office, and one of our students who I happen to help often since I’m usually the one working when he stops in came to our window. He needed to fill out some more paperwork because of an extenuating circumstance that he did not expect to happen, and was not too happy about. He ended up telling me a little about it, and I could see that he was a little upset. It turns out he needs to take an extra class this upcoming semester for a number of reasons and he feels like it is going to be a very difficult challenge. Before the student left my counter, I offered a very heartfelt “good luck” because I really hope that he does well in his endeavors. He hesitated for a minute, started walking away, but then doubled back, looked at me straight in the eyes and said,
“Pray for me.”
My response came instantaneously, there was no hesitation on my part. I answered, “You got it”. The student smiled and walked away to class.
I know it’s the right thing to do as a christian to pray for someone, but how often to we tell people that we’ll pray for them and then just go about our merry ways forgetting that we offered to do such a thing?
This time, I mean it. You are being prayed for, friend.
