Surprisingly, I’ve never prayed for a man. It’s strange. I’m a Christian woman with a lot of God-fearing, heavy-praying friends, yet I’ve never felt the need or been told to put “a man” on my prayer list. I mean, now it seems like a “duh,” but when a pigtailed me learned to kneel down and pray, I was thanking God for family, health and happiness. That was about as deep as it got. So now, I’m still not programmed to do it. I recently read a post where a newlywed claimed she rejects the premise of praying for a soul mate. You choose who you want to fall in love with and be with forever, the writer argues. He or she isn’t going to fall from the sky the minute you wish on it. I don’t agree nor disagree, but it does have me thinking if I should really invest more prayer space for Mr. Right.