Thursday, February 14, 2013

Day 45, February 14

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.

1 comment:

  1. I don't know why a penny would be any more sacrilegious than the prayer rocks the primary kids made years ago to remind them to pray.