After a friend told me about three awful situations he was in I had nothing left to do but offer prayer. I felt so cliche about doing it but his response was beautiful.
Me: I'm praying for you, said the Catholic. But really.
Friend: I appreciate it. I really do.
Me: I'm glad. And the end of the day it's all I really have to offer.
Friend: Prayer is the best the human race has to offer. Reaching to touch the divine nature on someone else's behalf? There's nothing I can think of that is better. Thank you.
Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats that nourish a blind life within the brain, if, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer both for themselves and those who call them friend? For the whole round earth is every way bound by gold chains about the feet of God. - Morte D'Arthur, Tennyson
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