In The Waiting Room


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.


Picture Credit: photo credit: empty waiting room via photopin (license)

Published by enthusiasticallydawn

Dawn Paoletta is a life enthusiast who loves to juggle words, chug coffee, and journal excessively. You can find her gathering stones on the beach most mornings. She enjoys hanging out with her hubby, daughter and family pets in Narragansett, RI and shares her passion, poetry and prose @Enthusiastically, Dawn.

12 thoughts on “In The Waiting Room

  1. This is so beautiful, Dawn!! Love how you wrote it…open, honest, just like you were writing a poem yet it’s a prayer!! Love it!!! Thanks for sharing!


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