PRAY

Back in October I posted a short tribute to my stepfather; the conclusion mentioned a sign he had made:

A couple of days after Bob died, I was cleaning out his truck and found his old, beat-up lunch cooler. Inside the cooler's lid, he had taped a piece of paper on which he had written the word "PRAY" in big letters. Whenever he opened the cooler, he saw that sign. Bob would not have had much to add to the discussions on Mirror of Justice, but his hand-lettered sign looms large as I contemplate the integration of faith with my intellectual pursuits. If I'm simply trying to sound more clever than the next person or using my God-given ability to grasp for more and more academic prestige, I've missed the point. The intellectual exploration of faith cannot be mistaken for the life of faith. Thanks, Bob.

A reader requested a copy of the sign.  As we begin a new year on Mirror of Justice, I figure it wouldn't hurt to have a visible reminder of Bob's lesson: