There are times in our life when we need help. It could be help to move out of a house and into a new one, or it could be coming home with a new baby and feeling so overwhelmed you cannot remember if you ate anything that day. It could be going to work on a Friday and being told that your services are no longer needed. It could be finding an old friend from high school you hadn’t heard from in years. Or it could just be a prayer that comforts and inspires and makes you feel less alone.
That prayer came to me the other day from a dear friend. As the Crankee Yankee and I work to get the upstairs renovated for Dad to move into our home, I would lie in bed at night worrying and fretting over the tiniest of details. Could we get it all done by the time Dad needs to move in? Where would we put all the furniture we would bring from his house to ours if the upstairs wasn’t finished yet? And what if we get a buyer who wants to move in right away?
And the worst anxiety of all; feeling that I might be letting my dad down by not working harder. I would fret and fret; is he lonely? Is he sick or hurting? Does he feel neglected? And what kind of daughter am I to let these things happen?
I finally contacted my friend, and, via email, poured my heart out about all this and more. Just as soon as I pressed Send, I thought, “Oh, what have I done? Surely she has more on her mind that my petty crap.” I wanted to just go back in time and erase my email.
I’m glad that I couldn’t. Not only did she wrap her arms around me via email, but she understood how I felt, and sent me the following prayer:
“O God! Refresh and gladden my spirit. Purify my heart. Illumine my powers. I lay all my affairs in Thy hand. Thou art my Guide and my Refuge. I will no longer be sorrowful and grieved; I will be a happy and joyful being. O God! I will no longer be full of anxiety, nor will I let trouble harass me. I will not dwell on the unpleasant things of life.
O God! Thou art more friend to me than I am to myself. I dedicate myself to Thee, O Lord.
This prayer became the lifeline I needed; I just didn’t know I needed it. I am not a church-goer, but I am a spiritual person and I do believe in God. I pray each day, not that He needs it, but I do. This little prayer has pulled me out of worry and anxiety. Now when I think of what might happen or what could happen, I am clear enough to think, ‘ok, then we’ll just do this or that.” And the worry is gone. The anxiety is gone.
I don’t know if you may believe, as I do, that our loved ones who have passed on are in a wonderful place, with all those they have loved in their lives. I do believe that our loved ones on the other side do help us when they know we are in trouble. Knowing my mother as I do, with her passion for organization, getting all the details just right, and being a top-notch manager; she has been helping us. I could bore you with many instances over the past year and more since she moved on that I have felt her hand in my life—as always.
I believe that there are no coincidences; things happen for a reason. We sometimes get a flash of intuition or a direction we wouldn’t have chosen by ourselves; no coincidences. I believe that we get what we need when we need it, whether the information we need comes from a dream, a book, a phone call, or even just a humble prayer.