A prayer for the mothers, to the young just learning the maternal ways and to the elders surrendering the responsibilities to their children. To those who birthed and lost. To those who birthed so that others might share in motherhood. To those in the thick of it like I am, trying to hold the invisible and ever-wavering balance. To those of us who slip and fall, may we know that we never fall away from Your Love. To those who continue to radiate your Grace and Love, may they be an example to us all.
Wherever we are and whomever we are, our work is never done. May our works and our lives be blessed.
A house burned today, yet the family survived. Your mercy be upon them. They are dear and have suffered so much even before this day. Be with them.
I seem to have misplaced my written prayer list. I thought I saw it yesterday. It apparently has disappeared with my phone, and I’m beginning to wonder if there are, indeed, house elves. Perhaps it’s time for a new list.
Bless all our families. Protect all families. Be with us, your children, for we are quick to whine, clumsy, and selfish . . . yet so full of potential. May we all grow into the image of our Creator.