A few weeks ago, I heard a report on KUOW about a minister retiring from years of hospital work. Throughout her career, she had often visited staff to bless their hands as they prepared for treatments or surgery. What she discovered is that most of these workers were already praying for their patients.
One person worked in a windowless room in the basement of the hospital. She assembled all the surgical instruments needed for operations, and each time, she looked at the name on the list, said a quick prayer, and then carefully arranged the sterilized equipment on its trays, never to see these patients, never knowing whether they lived or died, but resolute in her commitment to wish each one well.
She was one of hundreds who did this, every day.
I was so moved by this. And it occurred to me … maybe this is happening all the time, in all kinds of ways. Have you ever silently sent good thoughts to someone, without ever telling him or her? And would you believe that others have already done this for you, many, many times?