I never thought…that people were touched by prayer…
going against everything…I had heard before…
I thought that the purpose of prayer…was to touch the heart of God…
tonight I realized it can touch…the heart of his people…

I am hanging on…
As I am trembling…
I felt a hand resting on my shoulder…
I felt as if a burden had been lifted…

Why didn’t I see prayer…this way before…
Knowing that it touches you…
Forgetting that God uses others…to touch me…
Hanging by a prayer…just knowing that you’re there…

Written because of the mystery man, in the cowboy hat that prayed for me.