Elevator Prayer

Sr. M. Thecla had one of those ickily invasive medical procedures today, and I went to the hospital to pick her up. As I got into the elevator, an older woman was saying, "But I don't know about radiation. How much time would it give me?" A man with her said, "They said you had a year. That was 364 days ago..." The discussion went on among the woman, the man and two other women, and continued as they got off the elevator. Naturally, I was whispering a silent prayer for them. The sick woman gave me a look and pointed toward her throat as she exited. All I could do, besides the obvious, was give her a little pat on the shoulder. But I think it meant a lot to her to have a little ministry in the elevator. You never know what your "ordinary day" will mean on someone else's calendar. Pray for her.