I have "plopped" for prayer in many places!
The phone table at 2211 with a party line, though I'm not sure of many prayers in those early years.
Hospital rooms as I visited others.
Homes and porches of many friends and funerals.
Church pews, as I attended weddings.
Fireside @ Camp Loucon, Lake Junaluska, Pinecrest and the Cove.
In Hungary it was in a field of sunflowers.
In Ukraine it was by the river at Kompas Park between sessions with kids.
In Antalya, Turkey it was on a sandy beach on the Mediterranean coast between speaking times at a Biblical conference under the guise, for safety, of a business leadership event.
In the mountains of Tlapia, Mexico, a cloth was over my head.
In Costa Rica it was on a train bench in the rain forest.
In Honolulu, Hawaii it was seated on boat ride to the USS Arizona with a snarky, pushy line-breaker. I had to pray for forgiveness for my attitude.In my "Prayer Chair," in our Tennessee home, often occupied by a grand.
During this season, with "final" move to NC, I can plop on a large prayer chair, stretch out on a bed, kneel on a floor pillow or stand and look out an eastern view of the mountains because this home has a "prayer room"....... A PERFECT PLOPPING PLACE!
What a view for worship..... a worthy place to plop and pray for all those devoted to prayer. (Colossians 4:2)!
