Ever been prayed for by a platypus? I have been. Well, not a real platypus, but a nine-year-old boy wearing a t-shirt with the face of a platypus from a well-known cartoon show. Not only did his prayer bless me, but his willingness taught me a valuable lesson. Our new church home periodically hosts a special time of extended worship, prayer, and refilling called Fresh Wind. Betty and I attended our first one a few nights ago. I won’t go into a play by play of everything that unfolded that evening, buts here’s a summary. The worship band led a