These things could come in handy. If you're lost, or being chased by a mugger, or Letterman told some really lousy jokes, or you're planning to run the New York City Marathon, or you can't find a cab, or you're having trouble with sex in the city, or you got booted from The Apprentice, or your monthly rent just went through the roof, or you fell on the ice at Rockefeller Center, or St. Patrick's locked their doors ... well, just find a prayer booth and call on heaven for help.
Yup. There's a couple of prayer booths near the entrance to the Roosevelt Island tram in midtown Manhattan. They even include flip-down kneelers.
Hurry, though, 'cause they'll be gone after December 7.
You can tell what they are because they look like phone booths.
The prayer booths are the creation of an artist who also pastors the Rivercity Community Church in Kansas City, Missouri, Dylan Mortimer. Mortimer, 29, recently graduated from New York's School of Visual Arts, and wanted to "help passers-by make free long-distance calls to heaven."
Oh, stop laughing!
Mortimer is a serious fellow with a sense of humor. I think. He's hoping frantic New Yorkers, running to and fro, will stop, kneel and pray. He's also hoping these booths will "spark conversations about private faith in a very public place."
He thinks the more prayer in the world the better off we'll be.
I'm not so sure.
Let's pray about it.
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