ran into tony campolo yesterday in a hallway at the convention center. he grabbed me and said, “hey, i wanted to tell you that i felt compelled to pray for you this past weekend.”
i was in the hospital on saturday, with acute pancreatitus.
i love that. i mean, it’s pretty cool that god would nudge anyone’s heart to pray for me in a time of need, let alone tony campolo.
but, why? i mean, it doesn’t seem god needs that prayer. so is it purely to bless us? i mean — in this case, it was a blessing because both tony and i found out. but many time this happens, there’s no “finding out”. if tony and i hadn’t been at this convention together, he wouldn’t have called me to tell me — i wouldn’t have known he was praying for me, and he wouldn’t have known why it was timely.