Still, I Look Up

Kind One's,

Just as quick as this page popped up, I wished to express I still look up when in prayer. I pray at the drop of a tear drop and pray for all of My God's People's. I contemplate the crossing over of my Kin Folk and Kindred Spirit's. Memories of the times we shared and our love. I feel the loss, and pray prayers of thanks. Beginning in childhood, while in prayer at chapel or church, I look up and contemplate upon the wounds of my Holy One. His wounds so torturous they are beyond my comprehension. My Sweet Lord, I look up and into your eye's, as we pray together, You and I.

Relations, I pray when I see an auto accident. I pray when I can hear the sirens of Fire Fighter's, Police, Ambulances and all other First Responders. I pray for our Armed Forces, the women and men of our Military and their families. I pray for them who are my Kinfolk and Kindred One's, who are also my Hero's and Shero's. In my Circle there are three Fire Fighter's and One Police Officer. Should I be out of doors, I take a glance up for them. Two awesome Teacher's too.

I continue to pray my Catholic prayers. I still pray my prayer's to Mother Earth. I pray my prayers to God. My God, your God, his God, her God, them-across-the-pond's God. Sometimes, I pray for Jesus and His Mom, The Virgin Mother. I've looked into many skies and spoke prayers to Hail Mary and pray my Our Father's. I pray the Serenity Prayer in an instant. Pray.

It is 0100, I sit here sweating with a Grade 6 pain level. My neck. My ear spasms. My left arm down to my pinkie and ring finger. My scalp burns and cluster pains have attacked wickedly. My back. I pray for understanding and faith. And a prayer that I'll find the way. I trust my many physician's, doctors and professors and I pray for them and their hands and minds. I pray for a cure. I pray to lessen torture created by my body. Please.

It is time to say I believe in the power of prayer. I have seen it with my eye's. I have seen miracle's and have experienced life altering trauma, while also having had many life blessing's that are indescribable. Yes, still, I look up and let the sunlight make me squint as I pray to Jesus, and as he passes over head, I wave.

I pray by name. Yes, dammit, when God and I connect, we talk about it all. Well, now that I think about it, my prayers go to My God. The Great Spirit, who carries the big book, He who knew since it was written.

God Bless America! God Bless Syria! No more Genocide! God Bless Egypt! God Bless South Africa and God, please Bless Mr. Nelson Mandela. Prayers to our President Obama and his family. Great Spirit, I pray that some of these Folks in our nations capital let our President do the job of the elected official. God, please bless my brothers and sisters in Syria, Heavanly One, Genocide in this year 2013. Children and Women choking to death from a chemical used by one person onto fellow country people's. Please, I say in prayer, no more Genocide.

Still, I pray for peace.