They began naked; adorned with only leaves. Now their branches are laden with strips of fabric of all sizes and colors, but they are more than just ornaments. Each piece contains a prayer from someone who visited the prayer room this past week at General Assembly. I watched as people carefully selected a piece of cloth. Some wrote messages and dipped them in the font before hanging them on the trees. Another person I spoke with visited the room multiple times to pray. He told me his story while his hand was wrapped with a cloth in prayer. He tightly held that prayer in love and came back each day to pray again and again. Even on the final day as we were disassembling the room, he showed up to take another piece of cloth to pray with. I don’t know what he held in prayer or who he prayed for, but I do know that his faith is deep and God is listening.
Bread for the Journey 