Prayer of Peace for the Dying
Today, I asked God to give someone peace because he is dying. In fact, he will die soon. I know he has been sick for some time -- a lifetime, really. But he hid it from most with quiet dignity for many years. This death has gradually consumed his life. He hurts, he suffers, he slowly wastes away. Death is not far away now. It is close, it is coming, it has almost arrived. Today, I mailed him a card with a handwritten letter. I wish I could tell you that I was eloquent and that my words were important or inspirational, but they were not. I wish my words could relieve his suffering or make his burden lighter. But in reality, they were just w o r d s , plain letters I attempted to arrange into some sort of m e a n i n g while I fumbled around my heavy and clumsy heart. I wrote anyway, a delayed letter that I should have written a month ago. But I let life flood on with meetings and work and business and mother...