This prayer from a devotional that my mother gave me, one she read every day. It is comforting each morning to continue some of the same habits she had throughout her life. I recall when we traveled together she would quietly unpack her Bible and other readings, this one included, and always find time to spend time God each morning.
These particular words by Allan Hunter remind me that some things don’t change. Presidents, our country, and leaders of other lands will always need prayers, prayers for those who cry out for bread and life. It feels like a big prayer, but then, if everyone in the world did their bit to pray it, the prayer would be answered. I believe that. I also believe that my mom’s prayers are still being sent and answered. It doesn’t make any sense to me that her prayers have stopped or that the ones she prayed during her 101 years have no more voice in the world.