Praying with My Parents at Harvard

My father and mother leave The Memorial Church at Harvard after Morning Prayers in Appleton Chapel. Dad is holding the M-Audio MicroTrack, so I can take the photo. They have been attending Prayers at Harvard for nearly four

Morning Prayers is a central spoke on the wheel of my parents' good life in Cambridge. As I played the MP3 file of this podcast today in their kitchen on tiny travel speakers, I saw my Dad's eyes fill with emotion during the choir's singing of "Deep River." It was a moment of enjoying the impact that a simple audio file can have on another man's soul.