Article January 1, 2002 Issue

PRAYER IN ACTION ON THE BRIDGE

by Ben Clark—Danbury, Connecticut

One Friday evening last year, I was driving home to St. Louis, Missouri, with a college friend. As we were crossing a bridge over the Mississippi River, I noticed a human figure on foot on the right side of the road. Immediately, I started wondering why someone might be crossing the bridge at midnight. There's really not much to do on the other side of the bridge, and the only establishment is a gas station that probably would have been closed.

Before too long, I began to realize there was probably only one reason someone might be crossing the bridge, and that was to jump.

All my life, I had been raised by my parents to look to God in times of need for direction and guidance. At that moment I felt the unmistakable, tangible presence of God, and I knew I couldn't ignore that.

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