My Life Is A Prayer

My Life Is A Prayer


Some look at me and wonder... I wonder too...
Nothing extraordinary to behold and often nothing of myself to give.
Illness and weakness beset me and I was told I would never get better.

I have known pain...
Emotional pain,
Physical pain,
Mental pain.

I still know much of that pain deep in my heart, but I've learnt ways of coping with it now, and the rest? The rest has received a measure of healing...


I see the pain that others bear - for some it's the pain of their mere existence! I cannot help them all - I can only help a very few, and it rips at my heart that this is all so limited.

As I hear of tragedies, read of them, see them, what can I do? Where can I begin? My heart reaches out to them, but my strength flees from me!

This one thing I can do...

I can pray for you, for them, for the suffering all mankind goes through...

© Anna Kirsten 2007 


This still applies to me today, although it isn't always easy for me to just stop what I'm doing and get on with it!  Neither is it always easy to be in a "right place before the Lord" to begin praying as I should.  But I believe, by Grace, that He always hears and always answers in His timing, because it is only by Grace that we have our salvation from our rebellious and sinful natures.