May I Borrow ... Your Prayers?

My weekend just started with a text message.

Now my nose is sniffly and tears are drying on my cheeks. Too bad before this note is through my cheeks will be plenty wet again.

The mother of a few of my friends just passed into the next world.

A lot of you guys sent prayers to this family previously when she first started battling cancer. It had her crying when she realized how many people were actually sending her their thoughts and love. She was thankful beyond question.

But she wasn't ready to pass away. There were still things she wanted to accomplish and other things she hoped to see her children and grandchildren accomplish.

Yet I know she's in a better place now. She'll be back in her prime again and surrounded by a world of good spirits. No longer will she live 80% of her life in pain. No longer will her family be forced to watch her suffer.

But no matter how many reasons I can come up with that would make it seem beneficial or part of the Lord's plan that she passed; none of these reasons will bring her back for me to hug again. That's something I'll miss for a long, long time.

With all the sadness I'm feeling, with all the memories of her that I hold dear, I can only imagine what her family is going through this morning as the news is sinking in.

So if I can be so bold and ask to borrow your prayers, for this family and everyone else affected, I know they'll be appreciated. And I'll owe you one... 

Now it's time for me to go say my own prayers. I hope your weekends will be filled with a lot more smiles than mine!

Always,

kenneth w.