One of my new friends and new favorite people is leaving town for a couple of months to head to the Middle East for work. I am sad about this reality, which is interesting to me for two reasons:
- This individual is a relatively new friend; I’ve known him for several years, but we’ve only recently come to be acquainted.
- I don’t typically feel anything, except when I watch The Wire, Friday Night Lights or Parenthood.
But this post isn’t about my sadness, it’s about something his wife said before one of his previous similar trips.
A couple of years ago, as the church anxiously gathered around him to pray for his safety, she said “Don’t worry, but pray.”
I thought that was a pleasant, helpful thought. I’m not much of a worrier, but I’m even less of a pray-er. I don’t really understand the power or purpose of prayer, but I like the idea of being a person who says “I’ll pray for you.” and mean it. And, I love the idea of seeing God at work as a result of my praying.*
Now, to make this post timely and relevant, let me suggest that we work to adopt that mentality after whatever happens Tuesday night.
If the “other guy” wins, don’t worry, but pray.
*It should be noted that the seeing God work is not a result of my praying. Rather, by intentionally praying, I will be more perceptive to what God is up to.