The thing that caused me the most consternation at work today, on the sixth anniversary of 9/11, wasn’t how I was going to learn about PM reports or A002 reports – large reports that are due tomorrow. It wasn’t my first shaky effort at reporting the accruals on the contracts I manage.
No, the thing that caused me the most concern and worry was the proper way to hold hands in a prayer circle.
About 40 of us gathered outside around the flagpole on a blustery day to commemorate Patriot Day. The speaker meandered off into talking about Hurricane Katrina, the tsunami and the need for friendship (not necessarily in the same sentence). Then he asked us to join hands for a moment of silence and a prayer. Awkwardly, I joined hands with a woman of about 50 on my right who I’d never seen before, and a kindly old grandfather type who looked to be about 70 on my left.
So, how to hold hands in a prayer circle? I went both ways, I guess, guaranteeing that I was right on at least one. The woman on my right and I joined hands, palm to palm (for lack of a better term), while the gentleman on my left and I locked fingers. Creepy, dude, in Jesus name, amen.
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