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Whisper a little prayer …

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When I saw this prompt for Five Minute Friday my first thought {like on Tuesday @ 10} was a song; but this one I found, because it came immediately to my mind singing.

 

So here we are again … Five Minute Friday, where 100s of bloggers write from there hearts with abandon. No worries, no edits and no rewrites. Just five minutes from one heart to another without self criticism. After all we all write about the good, the bad, and the ugly of our journeys … so what does it manner if sentence structure or syntax is perfect, just this once. Sometimes, most times really, what comes from the heart is raw and jaggedly beautiful in it’s honesty!

So write with us … tell us your heart in 5 minutes … we will not criticize or critique … we will just encourage and join you in prayer and recognize your feelings as having been or actually being as ours are at this moment.

So here goes nothing, again!

[whisper]  go …

Like I said this song rose in me … Dedicated to the One I Love by The Mamas and The Papas.

Each night before you go to bed, my baby,
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby.
And tell all the stars above
This is dedicated to the one I love.

But the words change … Each night before I go to bed, my baby … I whisper a little prayer for you, my baby … because that is where my heart is.

Each night, each day, continually, I whisper prayers.

For The Hubs. The blood transfusion has not helped with his stamina and he still feels weak and frustrated by the lack of energy. We talked about it last night. All of it. His desire to stop the treatments after the next round. And I whisper a prayer, trying not to be manipulative with God, that The Hubs may change his mind.

He shares with me that he’s not so sure the cancer is killing him, but he’s sure the chemo is. That’s a big thing! So I whisper a prayer that God make me strong; because while quitting the treatments is frightening, the alternative is just as daunting. A vicious circle from hell really.

But God … He’s bigger than that circle. He says I don’t have to worry about that circle … as I listen to His still small voice, I know that HE IS GOD.

I whisper a little prayer for you, my baby …

I whisper prayers for my boys …

For my youngest and his battle over addiction. I pray that God instill in him the need for assistance along this path of sobriety. I whisper prayers each morning that he is alive, because something is going on and I know what I am seeing but cannot do anything about it. This disease is killing him and he has to choose … no medicine to make him feel weak and lifeless [his drug does that!] … no radiation to burn out this cancer … and addiction is the deadliest cancer!

So I whisper prayers … with tears and heartache … I whisper for life and life more abundant, knowing that it is ours and I trust.

Sometimes I trust in whispers to Father … sometimes I shout, but lately it’s simple whispered prayers dedicated to the one’s I love.

stop

 

Andrea

Andrea

Author: Hopeannfaith

Welcome, I'm Andrea ... HOPEannFAITH ... I write and take pictures as a way of expression. These are gifts given by a loving and indulgent Father, to a headstrong and stubborn daughter, with much to say. A semi-retired social worker/secretary, I now call myself a writer. I've published one internet article and written many blog posts. However, publishing does not make one a writer, anymore than taking a box camera to the park makes one a photographer. What makes one who and what they are? Well God for one ... formed me before the foundations of this world (Psalm 139); and many, many years after putting away my passion for wordsmithing and picture taking He gave it back ... in droves. I am a culmination of my choices and experiences. It is here that my experiences color the world in print and color. It is my goal to reach just one soul a day with love ... encouragement ... understanding or just letting that soul know that they are not alone where they are today. This is about creating ~ all of it. Creating a HOLY and SACRED place where the ugly truth can be healed and the beauty of a moment or a tear can brighten a day for the experience. Why HOPEannFAITH? Hopeannfaith is my inner child, and she is maturing, as she should have done all along. She is learning all about how Faith fulfills Hope. She is learning how to live. HOPEannFAITH ~ the wonder twins all wrapped up in one, me. These are my Journey Journals ~ written and visual. I welcome your company. I welcome your friendships. My Journey is in the light ~ although I have and will share the shadowy corners and the dark ~ so you know that you are never alone there. If we hold hands in the dark, and we walk, side by side, through the shadow, we will reach the Light together. In relationship with one another and with the Light. Blessings.

10 thoughts on “Whisper a little prayer …

  1. Wow, my heart aches for you. Such deep emotion in what you’ve written here. I pray for the whisper of God to be in your ear at every moment so as you know His power, you also feel His tenderness .

    Your road is clearly not an easy one to walk, but I’m so thankful you are holding the proper hand for the journey! Praying blessings over you and your whole family, beloved. May the presence of the God of All Comfort be tangible in your home.

    Much love,
    Selena

  2. Wow. This was beautiful! Sometimes all we can do is offer whispers of prayer to God. Thankfully, He doesn’t overlook these prayers–instead, He appreciates that we still hang on to Him, we still trust Him, despite these hardships.

    Thank you for this reminder!

  3. May your whispers be heard and answered in ways that strengthen and sustain you. A FMF Friend

  4. Oh Andrea. I know the heartache of a lost son. By the grace of God mine came back from the abyss he fell into at 14. But it was 4 long, hellish years. I pray he is made whole by the grace of God! I don’t know about the heartache of cancer, but I pray for you to have peace, courage, strength, and rest. Thank you for sharing your whispers.

    • Thank you Michelle.
      He was sober for a year, and just now slid in the last month. It’s a rough journey for all of us, for sure. Thank you for taking the time to encourage and pray. Prayers are always welcome.
      Blessings,
      Andrea

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