Dear Lord,
There is a man somewhere in this great country whose heart has been broken too many times, whose spirit has been crushed far too many moments. He’s had to drink from the cup of sorrow and bitterness time and again. He believed in a dream and dared to follow it through. Somewhere along the way the dream went horribly wrong, pulling him far away from his only wife and children, drawing a wedge between him and his loved ones, unloved, despised and judged, he walk alone. Then a dreadful disease killed his wife. His grief was unfathomable. While his heart weeps in silent, life moves on pulling him into a quicksand of hopelessness. He’s like a prisoner in his own life. But smiled he did. “It will be okay”, is what he would always say to his children. He portrays an eternal optimism, positive that things will work out. He strives on still believing his dream because there is no other way. He is caught between a wall and a hard rock.
Last evening his father passed away. I heard his broken voice, dear Lord. He could not bid goodbye to his father. He cannot attend to his last rites. The stake on his life is too high.
He is your son, dear Lord, father in heaven. Oh what troubles this man has to undergo. Have mercy on him, we beseech you. Save him. Send comfort to his tired soul, his broken spirit. Pull him up from the quagmire he has fallen into. Give him victory dear Lord. Anoint his head with oil and let his cup overflow with goodness and love all the days of his life…
There is a daughter, a young vibrant girl who is bogged down by the cares and worries events in her life has thrown her way. She’s taken up the mantle of being a loving daughter, a responsible sister, mothering her loved ones while catering to the concerns of her job. Give her strength and wisdom. Give her the calmness she needs to execute things; the peace she needs to think clearly; and love to surround her, embrace her, and uplift her spirit.
As for me I seek for patience, perseverance and continual faith to uphold my love ones in prayer. In my helplessness, in our frailty, we turn to you dear father in heaven…
Amen