People know that I pray. Sometimes they ask me to pray for them.
One of those times, God nudged me, Do it. Now.
I got up from my desk and walked out of my comfort zone. I put my hand on my friend’s shoulder and prayed for her. Right then, out loud.
Since then, I’ve done it many times. No one’s said, “What are you, crazy?” Usually I get a heart-felt “Thank you.”
Sometimes the boundaries of our comfort zones are flat-out ridiculous.
