Prayer

I received an email from a friend yesterday asking for prayers for a mutual friend whose eleven year old niece died on Friday. This is the kind of news that rocks you to your core, especially when you have young children of your own. I didn't know the little girl or her parents personally but when you hear something like this I don't think you need to in order to be able to relate to the type of loss it is and how life altering it will be for all involved.

We have friends and relatives who have lost children and I can honestly say I believe it's a loss you never recover from. Our friends and family have carried on and I'm happy to say appear to have found joy in their lives again but you know there's a part of them missing that will never return.

I was watching the news last night while eating dinner and was listening to President Obama talk about how the biggest threat to our nation (and the world) would be if terrorist organizations were able to figure out how to build a nuclear bomb. He assured us that they would not hesitate to use it (silly me, I thought it was a President's job to reassure a nation). I suddenly lost my appetite.

I know that when I first started writing this blog I promised not to talk too much about religion and for the most part I think I've kept that promise but let me tell you something - if you don't believe in something bigger, something stronger and more powerful or a loving creator of some sort with a loving, peaceful intention for us all then I don't know why this life would be worth living.

Regardless of who/what you direct it toward, sometimes a prayer is all you can offer and a belief that it is heard can mean the difference between hope or defeat, joy or despair. Sometimes a prayer is your only saving grace and today I am offering mine to all in need.

xo,
Carrie