Pain at the pump

I believe in the power of prayer. I hate high gasoline prices, too.

Unfortunately, there is no connection between the two.

Somebody should tell that to a group called “Prayer at the Pump.” It held two service at gas stations in St. Louis to get pump prices headed south again.

It even sang that magnificent Civil Rights song “We Shall Overcome” with a stupid modern verse, “We’ll have lower gas prices.”

The prayer/pump pack needs a serious reality check.

High gasoline prices are not a punishment from God, just as the relatively lower costs in previous years were not a blessing.

They were and are something that happens due to market forces. You know, the boring old supply/demand stuff you learned in high school Economics — that is, if you weren’t dozing off or fantasizing about members of the opposite sex.

There are dozens of things that need our prayers, situations where innocent people are truly hurting.

A buck or two more per gallon doesn’t qualify. If the pain at the pump is too pervasive, get a subcompact, or a moped, or a bicycle.

If nothing else, walk.

That mode of transportation was good enough for Jesus.