Let me start this one with an apology. If you met me between 1987 and 2005 and I told you, “I’ll pray for you,” that was a lie. Never happened. I probably didn’t pray for you. And that’s not cool. I’m not sure why we do this sometimes. I think that in some ways, “I’ll pray for you” is the Christian equivalent of telling a date, “I’ll give you a call,” when you know that you never will. We use it like punctuation on a conversation. It just seems like the right thing to do. Hopefully I am the only one that struggles with this, but I have my doubts. I am getting better though. My friend Carter told me that he prays for someone as soon as he leaves them. For him, the busyness of life swallows up that promise of prayer and he simply forgets. So if you have lunch with Carter and he says, “I’ll pray for you,” trust that when he drives away that is probably what he is doing. And I think that’s a good idea.