A friend and I walked down to get swabbed as blood marrow donors for a local girl suffering from sickle cell anemia. (This is extremely easy to do, and I urge you to register.) A Bloodmobile was parked next to the registry site, and my friend asked, “While we’re here, shall we give a pint?” So we did.
I’d never been in a Bloodmobile before. The windows opened out onto the street, and as I lay in the comfortable chair squeezing a grip bar every 5-10 seconds to keep my blood pumping, I gazed at the scene.
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There were teens horsing around on the sidewalk, and families having a picnic in the park across the street. Salsa wafted in from a passing car. A grandmother scolded some children. It occurred to me that since I had nothing else to do, I could pray for each person that passed.
Lord Jesus, bless that young mother and give her extra patience today. I squeezed the grip bar.
Father, remind that boy of Your love. Squeeze.
Holy Spirit, whisper into the heart of that weary old woman. Squeeze.
Ten minutes, many prayers, and a pint of blood later, it was time for juice and cookies. When I stood up I felt strong and sturdy on my feet. The day is always better–and I am always stronger–when I’ve given something to someone. Combining prayer with donating blood felt like I’d hit the 2-for-1 special. Try it. You might like it!
