I was standing in a church building in Texas when a brother greeted me quietly, placed a piece of paper in my hand, and walked away. Since other brethren were around me, I put it in my pocket and continued to chat to them.
Though this happened more than a few years ago, I still know what he had written down. The note contained these five simple words:
“Would you please pray for me?”
I do not know what was on the heart of that brother on that day, but whatever it was it must have been heavy. I still remember him looking defeated as he walked away from me. When I see him next, Lord willing, I will tell him that the strip of paper (that looked as if it had been torn out of his wife’s church journal) is still pinned to a board in my office. I will especially let him know that I have done what he asked of me; I prayed for him then, and I have prayed for him many times since.
Have you ever wondered how many good brethren have been praying for you over the years. Given the grace that has been bestowed upon me, I believe that there have been, and are, more than I suspect.
To the brothers and sisters who include us in their prayers—those of you who have told us that you do, and those of you who pray in secret—we thank God for you.
The apostle Paul was also ceaseless in his prayers for the saints. While imprisoned for the sake of the Gospel he wrote to the Colossian church:
“We have not ceased to pray for you and to ask that you may be filled with the knowledge of His will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding, so that you will walk in a manner worthy of the Lord” (Colossians 1:9-10).
These were prayers not prayed lightly.