A Late Night Anxious Prayer

Mary and Martha sent a message to the Lord,
“The one whom you love is ill.”

Well, it’s happened again, God.
One whom You love —
and who loves You truly —
is ill.
What are You going to do about it?

Surely it is not Your will that she suffer.
Even less, I pray, will You withhold Your healing touch.
Give strength and joy to your servant;
do not let her perish.

We have no need of another Bethany miracle.
We know You have the power
to restore the dead to life;
don’t bother to show us again.

O My Lord, my God,
You have been present
during the anxious vigils,
paced ceaselessly beside us,
and heard our sighs too deep for words.
You know the longing
that touches the very depths of our souls.
Let our cherished friend
recover from this illness;
bring her back into our circle;
give us cause for great rejoicing.

Lord, hear our prayer.

Deborah Beach Giordano
January 26, 2012

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I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters.
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