Today, I begin ten days of praying for someone I promised to pray for. It doesn’t have to be much of a prayer, just a thought, but a thought with the right intention and awareness. A week ago, on a late afternoon walk along the creek near my house, I saw a man sitting at one of the picnic tables in the distance. He was alone and resting his head in his hands. He looked very gloomy.
I wish he weren’t so sad, I thought. There’s no need to be. If only he knew that.
I felt there was nothing else I could do, so I continued walking. However, as I drew closer, I realised he had five puppies in a portable pen on the grass.
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