After a couple of days of shut doors, I almost always begin to reflect on my prayer life. If opportunities are not arising, is it because I am not praying for them? Where is my passion for the lost? Today, the only opportunity that presented itself was at a toll booth. She handed me a receipt and I reciprocated with a gospel tract. Charles Spurgeon, the great 19th century preacher said "If you really desire that men should be saved, pray for them. It is an empty wish, a mere formality, if you do not turn it into prayer. Every loving desire for any man or woman, should by the believer, be taken before God in prayer. We cannot expect that God will save men unless His people pray for it. There must be travail before the birth, and there must be travail in prayer with God before we can expect that many will be born again into the church of God." I'm praying today.