My cousin and I were five years old. There was an old man that used to go around town carrying a Bible, and most folks made fun of him. I don’t know where he came from or where he went, but at five we knew he was crazy. This cousin of mine and I were in the field and this individual, whom people called brother Young, was passing by walking down the road. In fun I shouted out to him, “Brother Young, pray for us.”
That old man got down on his knees and started praying for us. We ran for the house as fast as our little legs could carry us. Mother had been watching from the window and was not at all pleased with my antics.
That was sixty-three years ago, and I often wonder if I’m writing this today because some old man, who was often belittled, got on his knees and prayed for me. It had been a joke for me but not for him.
James 5:16
The effective, fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much.
Maybe in eternity, it will be revealed to us how some, whom we never knew on earth, had brought us before the throne of grace before their death.
This tells us to pray for others, especially snotty-nosed, belligerent, little boys.
Think of it.
Gary