Because we’re the church, we pray. A lot. We pray before meetings, we pray at the office pot luck and we pray before General Conference. But today was different. An entire day of prayer, 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. or so. We sang hymns, prayed in languages I did not understand and prayed in styles from around the world. A lot of our pre-meeting prayer is brief, afterall we need to get to the agenda.
But today there was nothing on the agenda but prayer. We consistently heard that what unites as Christians is prayer, the worship, the submission and holy communion.
Folks back home want to know the vibe of the day, which translates to wondering if we’re shouting at each other yet. We didn’t shout today. We held hands. We prayed, we had communion with that gluten free bread that crumbles into the chalice.
The big question, of course, is whether or not this will carry over to tomorrow. It’s easy to be unified in prayer around our mutual dislike of gluten free bread (yes it really is that bad). But the reason we are in St. Louis is because we disagree.
As that disagreement comes front and center, will we lose everything we loved about today?
Give me 24 hours, I’ll let you know.
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