Monday, July 26, 2010

Dearest God,

What is possible in this world? Can one person stand in for another who is in great pain? Can the power of music in one location heal the pain of someone else far away? Does the desire of one have the dynamism to create an environment of change for another? What authority and energy does prayer have to disrupt suffering?

Such questions came to me this morning as I put on my CD The Healing Flute. As I listened to the sound of Native American flutes and pondered the intent of the composer and musician, I wondered the extent of love made manifest through music. I was thinking of a friend whose pain in her hips seems to be intolerable coupled with a daughter and grandson who are struggling with undiagnosed pain although they have come half way around the world to meet with some of the world's most notable physicians. In my spiritual imagination I ushered my friend into the sounds of hope and peace praying that some way or another in ways I cannot conceive she would find her pain lessened.

When I pray for those persons for whom no one prays, I ponder the benefits of my single prayer for those forgotten in the world. Oh, make no mistake, my dear God, I know I do not have sacred powers to heal, transform or make new. I am simply another child on the earth reaching out, wanting to make a difference where I am able. If you bring to mind your need for me to pray for a hurting individual, then I believe I have the responsibility to do so. However the prayer is harvested by your hand is beyond the scope of my abilities. I just wholly trust.

You reign
from on high,
Most Holy and Loving God.
You connect us
to others
in ways
beyond our comprehension;
you heal,
love, and
give hope.
Make me yours
for always
that I
may do
your will.

Love, Andrea