Tuesday, August 4, 2009

A Different Sort of Prayer

Fabulous Dad Frock & His first born son, My Beloved~ Michael

Sometimes, prayers are muttered
Whispered or uttered aloud.
Prayed passionately full of hope.
Though hard, you practice your faith that
All prayers are answered.

Sometimes, when the answer comes
Creeping or crashing into your life
You desperately hope you heard wrong.
That's not the miracle you expected!

Sometimes, prayers seem useless
Empty, unfair, unheard, wasted
And, that is the exact time when you must
Bow your head, open your hands and yield.

Sometimes, you find that all that is left,
Is to try a different prayer and
Plead for the grace to believe as you lament,
"Not my will but Yours be done."

Sometimes, it's the only prayer
Your anguished spirit can haltingly pray.
Because there is nothing else to try
Nothing more to say.

Sometimes like now.

Namaste' Till Next Time,
aka Carroll's Daughter-in-law


Sara said...

Sending love across the miles to you and your family. I'm here for you if you need me. xx

Anonymous said...

Holly, I am keeping you all in my prayers sweet friend.

Kavindra said...

I have you and your family in my thoughts.

Ribbon said...

Beautiful Holly...
I wish for you to receive comfort and understanding during this time. Whatever this time may be as I'm not totally clear as to what is happening for you right now and that's okay :)

Big love to you Holly...
I sense your sadness and miss your joy.

xx Ribbon

Sarah said...

Awww hon..I'm so sorry!! Sending Reiki and gentle hugs your way. Thought and gentle prayers to you all!
Love, Sarah

cinner said...

Holly, big hug, you know your in my thoughts and my prayers for you and your family. I am only an email away if you need to talk. love to you, cinner

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

"Be careful what you ask for"...


Nice, Lady Holly...

Marlene said...

I felt and understood your prayer deeply , I have also prayed in that same way.....May the winds of change be gentle to you and yours.

anne h said...

You continue to be a shining example, Holly, for all of us!

sema said...

Dear Holly,
whatever your prayers I pray for it too.My love to you and support to you is always there.

Joanna Jenkins said...


Sr. Ann Marie said...

Holly, your line about bowing your head and yielding is so very true and--I think--the key to peace. Know that my prayers for all of you are ongoing.

Ann Marie

Alix said...

His grace is sufficient. I love your prayer Holly. You are in my heart.

Toni said...

This poem I understand all the way through myself, multiple times over. In all your frustration and anguish right now, you've still managed to put it up in the form of a gift, this poetry, heartfelt and honest. You know where I am, Holly. Use me up.

Kori said...

Surround yourself with silence and listen! My deepest prayer times are spent like this.

Kathleen Krucoff said...


Tessa said...

Dear, kind and loving Holly. I'm reaching out across that vast expanse of water to give you my love and to offer you comfort. I will rub Buddha's tummy for you every single day and hope fervently that you find solace. Mungu akubariki - blessings.

joyce said...

Dear Holly, know that all of your blog family are sending love & support.
Your poor Fiona, what a horrible experience for her (and you).

Big Pissy said...

Oh, Holly.....


clairedulalune said...

Holly, sending heart felt hugs to you today.

Kattytrick said...

This is the first time that I have visited your site and I'm so glad I came. "A Different Sort of Prayer" took my breath away...and touched my heart. So I, now teary eyed and smiling say...Thank You.........Kittie

Kim said...

Oh this is just so sad to read, but so very beautifully written. Love and prayers to you.

Kim x

Eileen said...

"I am leaning on the heart of God.
I am resting there in silence.
All the turmoil that exhausts me
is brought to bear on this great love.

No resistance or complaint is heard as I lean upon God's welcome embrace.
There is gladness for my coming.
There is comfort for my pain.

I lean, and lean, and lean
upon this heart that hurts within me.
Strength lifts the weight of my distress.
Courage wraps around my fear.

No miracle of instant recovery.
No taking away of life's burdens.
Yet, there is solace for my soul
and refuge for my exiled tears.

It is enough for me to know
the heart of God is with me,
full of mercy and compassion,
tending to the wounds I bear."
-Joyce Rupp-

I could think of no better words to share with you and Michael ... arms wrapped around you ... deep breaths ... being as present as possible with Carroll and each other.

Life With Dogs said...

No question about whether this post is from the heart. Here is hoping for all of your prayers to be answered...

histreasure said...

i almost didn't crawl thru here today but Not-so-glamorous-housewife stopped and led me here. I thank her for Your post has touched me so deeply.
For u, i pray for grace thru the storm..and the strength to be still.

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