…remembering you in my prayers. Ephesians 1:16b

I recall speaking with an elderly woman about my faith. She said she would watch me from her third floor window as I tossed my Drum Major baton into the air over and over as a High School Senior (we’re talking Dark Ages here!). I’m certain she prayed for my safety as that 4-foot chrome baton often acted like a missile on its way down into my hands, but she never said that. Instead these were her words, “I prayed that you would come to know Christ.” Just wow.

Needless to say, I really really like it when someone tells me he or she is praying for me. First, it’s moving because we are limited beings. We can only do so much in a day and to think that someone would off my name in prayer to God is humbling. Second, it lets me know that we’re not alone in the life. There are others who want to go alongside you and utter your name to God. Lastly, it proves that God isn’t finished working on my (and the person praying) yet. If he was, why would He bother to remind that person of me.

So, have you told someone lately that you’re praying for that person by name? Someone once told me, “please pray for me because you need the practice and I need the prayer.” It was blunt but it was probably true.