Table at the State Fair today.
When they saw our sign "Prayer Station",
Many of them looked the other way, trying
Hard not to make eye contact.
I tried just as hard seeking to
Get their attention.
I smiled my biggest smile and
Said,"Good morning," and later
"Good afternoon."
If they got close enough, I extended
My hand, introduced myself and
Asked if I could pray for them.
Quite a number of the fairgoers said, "Yes."
In fact, during my four hour shift twenty
People allowed me to pray for their
Needs:
Wayward kids,
A young gal heading to the
Cleveland Clinic tomorrow hoping for answers,
Strength to face another day at work,
A grieving spouse.
Each person unique.
Each request unique.
One gal expressed her gratitude for our
Prayers, but she was amazed that we were
There at all.
"The last place I would ever expect to see a
Prayer station is at the State Fair," she said.
I wondered why.
I can't think of a better place to
Set up shop and pray.