
Centennial Lakes Park
Edina, Minnesota
August 18, 2025
Park benches have legs. As in—they tend to get up and move from time to time. There are a few locations I frequent where benches I previously used for park bench prayer are no longer in their original spot. They’re usually only 10 to 20 feet away, so I am able to keep track of which benches I have and have not used. But all these park benches wandering around made me question, “Is it the location that’s sacred or the bench itself? Do I need to reuse that bench now that it’s in a different place? How far does the bench have to move before I would feel compelled to pray there again?” Two experiences helped me finally solidify the answer to these questions.
One particular bench at Centennial Lakes Park in Edina, Minnesota, was moved a considerable distance from the spot where I had originally used it for park bench prayer. When I ultimately reused that park bench, while appreciating the different view, I discerned I needn’t have come back to that bench. It had already been sanctified five months prior. Several months after this experience, I noticed new park benches installed around a senior living center, replacing existing benches. Since these were not the same benches I had used previously for park bench prayer, I felt a strong need to pray there again. Mystery solved. The sacred space is the park bench itself.

My one exception
Weeping willow trees are my absolute favorite tree. You don’t see a lot of them around anymore, but there is one weeping willow at Centennial Lakes with Adirondack chairs under it. One day when I was there for park bench prayer, I noticed someone had moved the chairs under the weeping willow and positioned a park bench in that spot instead. Omigosh, yes—I absolutely MUST pray there! It was a gorgeous summer evening. The branches of the weeping willow drooped down far enough I could reach up and touch them from the bench. I adored God through His creation, and I was wrapped in His immense love.
That day was the one and only day I have ever seen a park bench under that weeping willow tree. The Adirondack chairs have been moved back by park employees. Yet to this day, every time I walk by that spot, I see the space under that beautiful tree as sacred.