As I checked my phone on Saturday, I noticed a message from my daughter. “Mom, can you pray for me”? It went on to say, “I've been sick and throwing up all night." Of course, I stopped right there and said a prayer for her. Later, as I thought about the exchange, it made me smile that when my daughter had a problem, she came to me and asked for prayer. Over the years, I have had others who have stopped and asked me to pray with them. Sometimes they were people that I knew well and at other times, it was someone I barely knew. Yet as I thought about it, I was humbled and honored that people understood that I would stand in the gap for them. I would lift them up before God. Yes, I believe in the power of prayer and I do not always wait for others to ask me to pray for them. However, until now, I never thought about what a privilege it is to know that others see you as a person of prayer. It is truly amazing when I realize that others see me as the kind of person who b