Once on the train, there were only a few things you could do: read a newspaper, stare at other people, or listen to music. Obviously, cell phones were rendered useless, hopelessly “searching for service” until taking the escalator back up to the world of the living. While underground, you are cut off from the invisible webs of digital media that send information directly to our little devices.
One memorable day, I experienced a number of disappointments having to do with my future studies. Despite efforts to shrug off the bad news and tell myself, “It’s not a big deal. Everything will work out,” I felt incredibly discouraged, because, let’s face it, my future studies were the least of my worries, and feelings of failure and emptiness from other compartments of my life started to take hold. In short, I was quickly sliding into a state of ugly despair.
As I was sitting on the train, I had the urge to pray for comfort and relief from the anguish rapidly filling my heart. I needed Heavenly Father to be in on this struggle so that He could help me through it. I was tired and not thinking straight, because for several minutes I thought, “There’s no reception. I’ll have to wait until I’m overground again.”
All of a sudden – and I credit the Holy Ghost for this revelation – I laughed out loud when I realized the silliness of what I’d been thinking: No cellular reception, and, therefore, no praying!! Grateful, I prayed as hard as my discouraged little heart could. It wasn’t anything eloquent. Rather, it was a repeated plea for help to get through the moment.
Prayer is direct communication with God, no matter where you are. I know Heavenly Father heard my prayer that day rising from the depths of the underground system. I know he sent the Holy Ghost to comfort me in my moment of need. Finally, I know you can pray anywhere, anytime and He will hear you.