I love church steeples,
especially old weathered ones
because I know they’ve
seen it all over the years…
answered prayers,
everyday miracles,
hope in crisis,
faith in action.
I had a conversation
today with friends
about prayer.
There’s an anonymous quote
that says, “All prayers
are answered if we are willing
to admit that sometimes
the answer is no.”
We all want a quick fix,
a lightning bolt from above.
And when it doesn’t come,
when your prayer goes
seemingly unanswered,
it’s hard to believe in good or God.
And no matter how much
you believe things happen
for a reason, as I do,
it’s nearly impossible to accept
when you’re drenched in grief.
So I pray tonight
for those who are hurting to be given
serenity and strength
as they scrape the bottom of
the faith barrel,
grieving over
lost dreams,
lost loved ones,
lost souls.
I can only hope
the answer to this prayer
is yes.
