Cyber-space makes for strange relationships. Two nights ago I went to bed fretting over a soldier in Iraq who I've never met and never plan to meet and who I only know of by reading his mom's public diary online. His mother had posted that she had been notified by the Army that he had been injured in a bomb blast and had a serious spinal injury...nothing more. For several months now, I have been following this guy through the war in Iraq...through his mother's words...and I've been so affected by them that I had trouble sleeping that night and woke up in the middle of the night and prayed for him. What a strange place cyber-space is. When total strangers form a bond through typed words and the very shy are able to express themselves anonymously without fear of others knowing their deepest...things...that's strange.
And now we have this amazing network to ask for instant prayer and we get it from people who don't know us from Adam.
I'm a private person and don't care to meet most people I run across online, but I do enjoy knowing that compassion is just a key-stroke away. My own young soldier is safe for now but I 'm glad to know that when the time comes that I too must ask for the prayers of the faithful, there will be plenty of people out there ready and willing to come to my aid.