I was with some brothers in Christ this morning, praying the Divine Mercy chaplet, and I looked out the car, seeing all the other people on their way, wondering if somebody was really struggling. Maybe at that very moment, they feel totally alone, as if no one cares if they live or die.
Cars are like sanctuaries. You might pick up a work colleague or two, but honestly, the people you ride in cars with are your people. Have you ever seen someone driving alone, and wondered?
I'd like to think we are dropping Divine Mercy bombs on people when we pray for them. You know that person who would be most annoyed at the very thought of imploring Heaven on their behalf? Pray for that person. That disdain is the leading edge of this, and there's no worse outcome.
The singer Jewel said she believed bathrooms were sanctuaries as well, and I think she's right. [This is totally random.--ed.] We need people, but we need quiet also, to hear God who loves us. Let's be intercessors for others, too, so they know God loves them, no matter how far or how fast they are running away.
Cars are like sanctuaries. You might pick up a work colleague or two, but honestly, the people you ride in cars with are your people. Have you ever seen someone driving alone, and wondered?
I'd like to think we are dropping Divine Mercy bombs on people when we pray for them. You know that person who would be most annoyed at the very thought of imploring Heaven on their behalf? Pray for that person. That disdain is the leading edge of this, and there's no worse outcome.
The singer Jewel said she believed bathrooms were sanctuaries as well, and I think she's right. [This is totally random.--ed.] We need people, but we need quiet also, to hear God who loves us. Let's be intercessors for others, too, so they know God loves them, no matter how far or how fast they are running away.
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