Saturday, February 07, 2009
Today I let a guy named Joel pray for me. Or was his name Josh? Or John? In any case, I saw him standing in the subway, tall and lanky, long shaggy hair, kinda emo looking. Over his hip trendy clothes, he had a red smock on that read "prayer changes everything". I walked straight up to him and asked who he was with. I figured he was probably with some church and I was curious to see who was sending their youth out into the subways to pray for strangers. There was a whole group of them there. All in their red frocks, walking up to strangers, asking if they could pray for them, walking alongside them as the strangers almost always said no. My red-frocked and prayer-ready friend seemed glad to have someone show interest. We talked for a few minutes and I found out that the group was actually a DTS (Discipleship Training School) with YWAM (Youth With A Mission). ((Sidenote: ever notice how ridiculous we can get with acronyms?)) So Joel prayed for me. I couldn't think of anything in particular to pray for so he just prayed a general prayer for me. It was sweet and odd all at the same time. May God bless those DTS students and their red frocks.