"Devote yourselves to prayer, keeping alert in it with an attitude of thanksgiving." Colossians 4:2 The other day I was reading one of Carl's books and came across the following ballad set in the Civil War era. And So They Prayed A young golden-haired soldier stood in the ranks of the brave And the captain said, "Guns to the shoulder!"...and they quietly marched away. His blue eyes once thrilled his mother, but now they were filled with fear As he heard the cannon's thunder, and the field of the battle drew near. But in that moment, far away, a mother whispers, "Amen." 'Cause she thought of her son and so she prayed, and O how she prayed for him. His young hands, once they were steady, when he'd hunt by his father's side But now they trembled as he readied his gun, and the enemy came into sight. But in that moment far away, a father whispers, "Amen." 'Cause he thought of his son and so he prayed, and O how he p...