The sunlight caught my eye as it glinted off a sign alongside the highway last weekend.
I was in southwestern North Dakota en route to a campground when I turned my head and saw the words, âNeed prayer? Stop here!â
The homemade sign piqued my interest. Iâm a sucker for roadside attractions, so I hit the brakes, made a U-turn and parked at the spot off N.D. Highway 49 about 5 miles north of the state line, in the middle of the prairie between New Leipzig and Lemmon, South Dakota.
Iâm not very religious. I donât pray as often as my grandma, a former nun, would wish if she were alive. But I have prayed more than ever in 2020, both for the world and for my mom.