prayer

I was thinking about prayer on the drive home tonight. Someone said to me that they would be praying for me, and that's what started my thinking. When I was thinking about how people pray for each, about how I pray for other people, I realized that, at least for me, there's this perception that 'better' the pray-er is, the better it'll be. Of course that's not true, but I realized it as being this little subconscious quirk I have. Thinking about it more, though, I realized that even when I'm feeling down in my problems, if I have a chance to pray for someone, I'll do it, and it often lifts my spirits. So there's this community of pray-ers. Many of us don't know each other, and we're all screwed up in some way or another, yet we lift each other up to God, and somehow He listens to it all. He hears and cares and answers our prayers. He might not answer all prayers. That is to say, I sure haven't seen Him answer all of my prayers. But there are some where I have no way to know if they've been answered or not. But I do know that He has most definitely answered some of my prayers. And that is awesome.