I admit it. I'm a believer in the good luck of found pennies. So whenever I see a penny, I pick it up. And I make a wish on it. In a flashing moment of understanding, I realized that I was not so much making a wish on the pennies as I was using them as a sign that I should say a prayer.
Does that sound sacreligious? I hope not. For I am a fervent believer in prayer. I pray in the mornings, kneeling by my bed. And I pray in the evenings, also kneeling by my bed. In addition, I pray countless times during the day. I pray when I see a disturbing news story on television or while reading online. I pray when I'm driving. I pray while I'm writing this blog. Opportunities ... and reasons ... for prayer abound.
Pennies are only a reminder of the need for prayer and the power of prayer. I have dozens of names on my personal prayer list. Some are family members; some are friends; some are friends of friends for whom others have asked me to pray. I pray for each individual by name with specific requests.
So, for today, I am grateful for pennies. And for prayer.