I am posting some words from the book, Song of the Sparrow. Meditate or pray on these words. Look inside yourself. Have you experienced this?
Late at night when all the sounds outside are quiet, the inner sounds sometimes clamor to be heard, and we toss and turn trying to still their demands. It is always the same: They win for a while and finally sleep comes – too late to bring that needed healing of mind and body.
I reach out to you, O Lord,
And all I touch is my own emptiness,
Air and silence and the memory
That this kind of prayer never works for me.
When I am most in need,
Prayer never seems to help.
It only strengthens my own helplessness.
In your own way, In your own time
You will answer. So once again I lean on
Patience. I wait. Always there is
This waiting, this dread that I
Won’t hold out. But I do, and
That is perhaps Your answer.
We cannot stamp our feet or cry
And expect you to come running.
We only say, “Into your hands, O Lord.”
And there is peace, for you are faithful
If not prompt, and you will answer
When you will answer. Amen. Alleluia.
I have experienced this, especially with my being ill the past couple of years. I say, “Lord please heal me. Why am I going through this pain? Is there a purpose? Must be but what is it?”
I wonder when is God going to answer. Maybe He has answered but my mind is so occupied I haven’t noticed it yet. Maybe God will reveal His answer in time when He knows I am ready. As the saying goes, patience is a virtue. I am trying to patiently wait, asking our Lord for the strength and patience to live in pain. And wait for His answer. Trusting that an answer will come in God’s time.
God bless you on this Holy Week.