In Prayerful Thanksgiving

In my long list of things that I too often take for granted, one of them is definitely my own health and the health of my children.  But recently, I have been thinking about friends who don’t have the luxury of taking their health of the health of their children for granted.

When we are sick, we often feel that we don’t have time for this!  I have too many things to do to be sick!  Too many people rely on me!  But when we don’t have a choice, we look at all the days that passed that we didn’t say a prayer of thanks for our good health.  Unfortunately, when we finally shake that sinus infection or sore throat, we forget about our thankfulness too.

I have a dear friend, a mom, who is facing a continuing illness.  She has very little control over how she feels and I can only imagine how frustrating it is, knowing that the days that she is down, she is not serving her family as she wants.  She is not doing what she feels she is called to do.  And my morning prayers turn to her and her needs for the day.  Then, I go about my day in greater thankfulness for my own day and greater strength because of a dear one’s weakness.

In a similar way, when our children are sick, even with a routine cold, fever, or allergies, we feel terrible at their suffering.  We can only do so much for them – turn on the humidifier, give them Tylenol, feed them crackers and Sprite, hold them and love them.  But when children are chronically ill, how much greater is that helplessness.

AvenI have a dear friend from high school, whose youngest daughter has been diagnosed with cystic fibrosis.  I can only imagine all that she goes through as she medicates her daughter, gives her breathing treatments and tends to her needs as best she can.  But her illness will not just pass away with time, like a cold or fever.  My friend’s struggle will continue, barring the development of new medicines, throughout her daughter’s life.  My morning prayers also turn to her and her family as she tries to care for her whole family, calming her older daughters’ fears about their sister’s disease, teaching high school, fighting for her daughter’s cause, and caring for her precious baby who doesn’t understand everything that her life will entail.

I pray that God’s mercy will be on all those who suffer in sickness and those who care for them in loving kindness.  I pray that those who take their own health and their family’s health for granted may see their ability to breathe, move, and function with a new thankfulness.  And may we all uplift each other in our prayers, service and love!


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