A Place to Pray

ACTS 16:11-13

We set sail from Troas and took a straight course to Samothrace, the following day to Neapolis, and from there to Philippi, which is a leading city of the district of Macedonia and a Roman colony. We remained in this city for some days. On the sabbath day we went outside the gate by the river, where we supposed there was a place of prayer; and we sat down and spoke to the women who had gathered there.

Lord,
where is it?
Where do we suppose
there is a place of prayer?

I hear people bemoan
the loss of prayer in our schools,
and yet I see students leading their teams
praying at sporting events.

At my son's school everyday,
they have a moment of silence
-- just silence --
Lord, remember when that started in my high school?
It was a time when
I thought, "Good! Time I can pray!"
and I did.

As I read the news today,
I prayed.
As I drove today,
I prayed.
When I ate today,
I prayed.
When I got that phone call,
I prayed.

Where is a place of prayer?
at school,
at ball games,
in the silence,
in the emergency room,
with the newspaper/app,
behind the wheel,
at the table,
on the phone,
in a text,
with an email,
on a blog,
along the way,
at the wreck,
beside the sea,
on the boat,
in bed.

Where do we suppose
there is a place of prayer?
Lord,
you are everywhere
in every circumstance
and you care.
You invite us into prayer.

So today,
may my prayers never cease
but one prayer blend to another
as I go about
in my work and rest and play;
its all a place to pray.
Amen.