A Prayer for John Tracy

I know what you're thinking: that's an odd title for a post by someone who doesn't pray. Actually, I got the idea from a novel I just picked up by John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany. It was recommended to me by someone, but the title is what really hooked me; it just sounds right.

John Tracy is my 18-year-old son and he's going through what may be the most difficult time of his life.

So am I asking for your prayers? And does this mean, once and for all, that there are no atheists in foxholes? Not exactly; I'm still not a believer. (Nor is John Tracy, as far as I know.) But I guess what I am asking for is your good thoughts. And that's probably what prayer is, anyway: good thoughts.