This is a prayer I wrote for my mom in my journal…
My mind often thinks in melody, stanza, verse. I don’t know why…it just processes that way. It sort of just comes …I think it is my most intimate communication with the Living God.
May these words encourage you to pray with pen on paper, allowing whatever comes to come.
In The Waiting Room (A prayer for my mother)
See my mom over there
on the chair?
She doesn’t think you really care…
I know myself,
this isn’t true
but she doesn’t know yet,
how to trust you.
Can you bring peace to her,
and remind her of
the Love that’s sure?
Will you show her your great love
and give her peace from above?
Let those who meet her here today
Help her know your gracious ways.
Comfort her with your hand,
Reveal to her your merciful plan.
I ask that she would know your faithfulness-
that those You love,
You also bless
with good things from above,
hope, peace and faithful love.
Above all else I do pray,
she’d trust in you
each and every day.
I don’t mean to pester you
but I ask for you to see her through.
Show her the better way
that comes by knowing
with her You’ll stay.
In Jesus Name, I ask all these things and trust for abundantly more than I ask. Amen.