Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Dear God,

Today was my dear sister's birthday.  I call her Pal.  We have been each other's pal for several decades.  I took her to the Cheesecake Factory for lunch. 

Several times as we talked tears spilled from my pal's eyes.  Still reeling from the murder of her son by his psychologically wounded adopted son nearly one year ago, I breathed quiet prayers that you would sustain my sister in her deep, deep loss. 

Some wounds are so deep, O Lord, we can't imagine ever being able to crawl out of the even deeper black hole.  We can't imagine ever being whole again.  We can't imagine smiling, laughing or living normally ever again.  But the truth is you are deeper still.

Holy God,
merciful and all-loving,
be with
my pal.
Hold her
like your mother Mary
held you.
Mend her
broken heart,
I pray.

Love, Andrea