Prayer Hits the Digital Age
The World Prayer Team has taken Christian Evangelical prayer to another level.
At their World Prayer Center in Colorado Springs (described as the "Spiritual NORAD for the AD2000 and Beyond Movement"), they collect and distribute thousands of digital prayer requests at an instant from all over the world, thanks to the miracle of 21st Century telecommuncations.
The World Prayer Center is equipped with state of the art computer and telecommunications systems. More than six miles of wiring and conduit are interwoven beneath the Center, and every form of communication technology -- computers, video streaming, fax machines and more -- have been harnessed to receive and distribute prayer requests to and from the farthest corners of the globe.
The Center itself (click here for a tour) boasts magnificent architecture and art, all meant to create an atmosphere conducive to prayer and worship. For example, the main hall boasts a bronze angel sculpture (see picture) by Christian artist Mark Patrick.
It depicts one of God's heavenly angels preparing to do battle--perhaps as a result of prayers that have been offered by the faithful members of The World Prayer Team.
The Center is active 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, receiving and funneling prayer requests as "a worldwide real-time prayer network that will change lives and change history forever."
Click here to learn how to register and send your prayer request today. Volunteers are on duty, waiting for your e-mail.
Postscript: I am reminded of the beginning of Philip Dick's novel, Maze of Death:
His job, as always, bored him. So he had during the previous week gone to the ship's transmitter and attached conduits to the permanent electrodes extending from his pineal gland. The conduits had carried his prayer to the transmitter, and from there the prayer had gone into the nearest relay network; his prayer, during these days, had bounced throughout the galaxy, winding up - he hoped - at one of the god-worlds.
His prayer had been simple. "This damn inventory-control job bores me," he had prayed. "Routine work - this ship is too large and in addition it's overstaffed. I'm a useless standby module. Could you help me find something more creative and stimulating?" He had addressed the prayer, as a matter of course, to the Intercessor. Had it failed he would have presently addressed the prayer, this time to the Mentufacturer.
But the prayer had not failed.
"Mr. Tallchief," his supervisor said, entering Ben's work cubicle. "You're being transferred. How about that?"
"I'll transmit a thank you prayer," Ben said, and felt good inside. It always felt good when one's prayers were listened to and answered.
10:25:34 PM 
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