I was reading...about prayer

Even on the most beautiful of days death surrounds us. Sitting with my laptop I was reading facebook and checking out one of the blogs I follow 'enhabiten'. Enhabiten is one of the gentlest, lovliest blogs there is. The writer has a shop on etsy with the same name. It features housewares that are vintage, handmade, faded, soft edged. The author and owner mentioned that a friend Molly had recently died and she requested prayer. And then offered her dilemma-she wasn't sure if she believed in prayer. Prayer is just a word. Prayer is just a word, a collection of letters that forms a sign, that gives an impression, a concept in our mind. Personally-I think that prayer is communication to a higher source. An universal-no, beyond universal, outside of time and space and matter Divine. That sees me, creates me, loves me. Prayer is a vehicle that carries our thoughts, our emotions-fear, love, desire...and relieves our burdens of them. I believe prayer is powerful. I believe we are all connected. I believe in the spirit. Mine, yours, ours, divine. She asked for prayer for Molly and those who knew her. I will pray.