When the Light shines through something, we catch our breath at the beauty of it. I have been so blessed by a great number of you praying for me. Some of you I know well and others I have never met. I am on several prayer lists. Friends send me photos or relics of people praying for me. I see the lovely faces of these strangers who wholeheartedly offer up my intentions without knowing me and am humbled.
I am praising my pray-ers and am ever grateful that they have helped to carry me through this stage. These angels have surrounded me and I know for a fact that my remarkable recovery is their doing. I lift up their needs in my prayer times. Today though I also got to thank a whole bunch of them in person. I went to my first weekday mass since my surgery. Many of the devoted elders and faithful folks greeted me with joy and affirmation. These community members committed themselves to praying for me. I could see the Light shining through them. One after the other came by to give me a hug, praise God, and tell me I am a walking miracle. I do believe that their prayers made a difference. Four weeks today since surgery and I have come this far because they have brought me here through their intercessions. Joined by people around the world, my body and spirit have received the gift of the words, groans and tears lifted.
I have made my illness rather public and asked for many to join me as I go through this. To say that it has helped me is a huge understatement. From Dauphin, Manitoba to North Carolina and Florida, from Vancouver Island to the Rock, from California to Washington DC, voices have been raised. In Italy, Ireland, Germany, Costa Rica, and Nairobi, a constant murmuring occurs like the opening of A Wonderful Life where everyone prays for George Bailey. Perhaps what has not been clear is my rationale. I am a rescuer by nature–my compassionate heart wants to take away pain from people. Your prayers have gotten me here but they have also gotten the people who love me here as well. I have their best interests at heart and if I could take the cup away from them, I would. That is where your prayers come into play for me. I praise those prayers and those praying because they have spared loved ones heartache thus far. I know that I am not Superwoman but I can pray that someone might have more miracles coming in the next while. Until then, I remain grateful for all who pray for me and by extension those I love and who love me.