My hope now is that we can slow the spread of the coronavirus so our hospitals are not overwhelmed, so that everyone who needs it can get good medical care when they need it, everyone, even me. That hope comforts me until I stumble over the word everyone. Everyone? With that question, the comfort of my hope vanishes, and that’s a good thing. Everyone includes anyone anywhere facing this contagion, even those with scant medical resources, those far away but perhaps even my neighbors, unknown to me. God help them! And that’s the difficulty with prayer — it has to be about me and mine, you and yours, but also about them and theirs — everyone everywhere — or God may not listen. Photo of a sawed off but still growing tree along Route 9 near Dutch Neck Crossroads, Delaware.
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