Prayer Knows No Language

I noticed her working at the airport, so I thanked her for doing her job, and asked if she knew Jesus. She said, “My English is small.”

I responded, “Then I will pray for you.” I folded my hands, looked to heaven and asked Jesus to make himself known to her.

Her eyes were shining when I finished my short prayer. Prayer knows no language.

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