Something happened at Harry’s school today. Apparently, a little girl in his class has been out sick for a day or two. For whatever reason, this concerned Harry, so he did something about it.
He very quietly prayed for her! In a public school no less! And you know what? Two things didn’t happen.
The liberal PC police didn’t burst into the room and drag him off. Likewise, no one was hurt of offended by him acting on his child’s view of prayer.
You see, the prayer, as far as I can tell, was the simple way a child, early in his religious instruction, thought he could care for his friend. He acted out of genuine concern and decency. There was no agenda or proselytizing. There was no bullying. There was no official stamp of approval or disapproval.
In short, it was the type of prayer that has always been in schools and always will be in schools, or the workplace for that matter. It was an individual act between Harry and God, no more no less.
That’s the kind of prayer in school I can get behind.