Years ago, I spent a summer working at Church Camp in Prescott, Arizona. I took a wrong turn --- walking back to the camp from a trip into town ---and I got hopelessly lost. After I walked around a water tower in the dark, I completely lost my sense of direction. It was getting late. I was feeling hopeless. Finally I stopped walking in circles and prayed for help.
I decided to go to the first house with a porch light on to ask for directions. Turning a corner,I saw a porch light on, --- so I knocked on the door and told the lady who answered about my dilemma. She pointed up to the end of the street and said, “That road will get you back to camp.” Then she added, “I’d be glad to drive you to the camp if you’d like.” That was one of my early lessons about the power of Prayer. I was glad to discover that “El Roi” --- the God who sees --- was able to see ME that dark night in Prescott.