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.
You are much loved Suzanne because you love much. God bless you as you continue in your recovery!
Suzanne, your expression of gratitude for all the many kindnesses you have received worldwide is a beautiful thing. It’s your time to receive, but one day you will give again. I have no doubt you were meant to do that.
I d like to share another heart warming story I received this morning from PEI friend Corinne. She has been in Halifax with her 90 year old mom to see eye specialists for surgery due to no vision in one eye. The surgery was somewhat risky and no guarantee of success. Her mother is of sound mind and wanted the surgery anyway. She had it yesterday. Saw dr this morning for a test. As she opened her eye, she saw the dr hold up 3 fingers and cried I can see. What a moment for Corinne and her mom. They are lovely people with a strong faith and belief in prayer…you would like them. Her mom is now resting and they journey back to pei today. God is good:)
Thinking of you, Sending you a big hug, Love, Karen
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I was away for a few days and clearly missed responding to this one prior to leaving. Great story! I always think I have met Corinne but you always say no. Maybe we’ve met on a different realm. 🙂