Hospital elevators are interesting places. Quite often I find myself on the hospital elevator with several strangers. A busy nurse. An overworked security guard. A concerned chaplain. Often, those in the elevator are friends or family of a patient, and they are troubled and worried about that individual. Perhaps they have received a bad report, or surgery is imminent. Only God knows what they might be going through. I usually pray silently for each person in the elevator.
Recently in the elevator at Memorial Hospital, I met a brand new little baby in the arms of his mother. He already had more hair on top than I do, and he was only two days old. I prayed for God’s blessings upon his life, and upon his parents.
The following day at St. Patrick, I stood behind a couple of older ladies in the elevator. Obviously, something bad was taking place in their lives. The first woman said over and over again, “I’m holding the hand of Jesus. I don’t understand, but I’m holding his hand.” I silently prayed for them, but their faith certainly encouraged me on that elevator.
I invite you to join with me in praying today for those who are going through a tough time. Our prayers really can make a difference.
May we come to know the full truth of Scripture which affirms, “Cast all your care on God, for He cares for you.” (I Peter 5:7)