Praying For a Miracle

Today the Bishop came to say mass. I was nervous. I met with this bishop last year to try to get him on board with camp and he basically shot me down. Our camp happens to be in this diocese, so you would think we would get a lot of kids from around here, but it turns out, the schools and churches don't promote us because of this bishop. When we met, he offered to come to camp to say mass but he put me off all last summer. So I basically stalked him, emailing about once a month since last summer until we arranged it for this summer. I am determined to win him over.

He came to camp and he was very pleasant. During mass, I said a prayer for God to save camp. I'm not particularly religious despite the fact that I run a religiously based camp, but I don't want camp to close. "Dear God, please send me a million dollars and help me save camp. I am sorry for praying for money, I know that's sort of tacky, but it's not for my personal benefit, so it's not quite a sin- right?"

We can't close- there is too much good and this summer is going so well. How can we close something that is so pure and so good? We can't. And yet, at this point, something big will have to happen for me to go back to the board and say, "Never mind, I actually want to keep it going. Forget all of the concerns I presented a few months ago."

So I am praying for a miracle. Well, no, not a miracle- money. I don't need anything mysterious from the heavens, I just need some cash, plain and simple money. It might take a miracle to find that money, but it's a pretty straightforward need. Hopefully I don't get myself sent to hell by praying for it.