No matter how many years I do this, I never fail to be humbled
when I stop at the hospital, at the bedside of someone who is very ill.
It's clear that the person is in pain.
Sometimes they are barely conscious.
I'm not sure they know what I am doing.
But I pray.
I pray the Lord's prayer. And I pray for them, my own words,
for healing, strength, rest, comfort, wisdom.
And they say "thank you."