A little while back I sat in my last class at seminary. In the closing moments the prof asked Ross, a friend of mine, to close in prayer. In this prayer he was asked to think especially of those for whom this was the end of the seminary road.
Ross is a soft-spoken guy with white hair and an amazing moustache, so you always listen when he is going to say something. Especially to or about God. Sorry Ross, but its true.
Anyway, he prayed a fairly short prayer, sincere and to the point. In it he addressed the "God of help" and asked Him to guide us in our future steps. I appreciated it.
But what I wanted to mention about this prayer was the line he threw in there after those ones which quite literally blew me away, challenged, and inspired me all at once. Maybe it won't seem that special to you, but before the "amen" was even said I had pencil in hand and was writing the prayer down. It was one of those "flippancy eliminators" which I think is only possible to pray and mean (let alone follow through on) within the supportive communion of kindred spirits.
He came to that part where usually we go on to ask God for wisdom to make the best decision for our future or discernment to find his plan for our lives. That's what I was expecting, and it wouldn't have been a bad thing to say that. But instead this is what he prayed:
"Give them the courage to make the sacrifices that you ask of them."
Oh my---do I dare say it?---Amen.