Time for a story

The other day I was at an SI for class. I sat next to this kid I'd never seen before and he was a nice guy. Because of that I didn't think anything of it when he asked me if I wanted to come eat with him. He said he was bringing some friends. That was fine with me. After eating, I thought we were going to go study at his apartment with the other people. I was wrong. These were a group of Antioch members. Instead, they wanted to show me a video of some televangelist that claimed to heal some child's legs. Of course they then thought I should go and pay this evangelist a visit. I was stunned. Were these people serious? This sort of thing happens to me a lot and I hate it. I know people have good intentions when they ask to pray for me but standing in the middle of campus having people pray for my legs is a little too much. I wonder why people have difficulty accepting my condition is a permanent one? No amount prayer is going to solve it. I certainly don't need to be "saved" from my condition as someone put it. The world is welcome to pray for me, just do it in a private place.