Whenever I get into the driver’s seat of a car with my mom in the passenger seat, she still tells me to pray as the engine starts.
I don’t — I can calm myself in other ways when I drive. So she’ll pray on my behalf.
Prayer is nothing more than a placebo. Even if you believe in it, it has no power other than in your own mind. So it was depressing to see this on PostSecret yesterday:
It wouldn’t have mattered.