Day 65

A prayer for faraway friends. We are separated by miles and circumstance, by means but not by meaning. I see your pain, and I despair: how might I lend you my resources? How might I carry your burden? How might I ease your suffering? Would that I could wire you some compassion, or mail you a mood. Perhaps a gift card of goodwill, or a healing voucher. Alas, I have these not. So I’ll send what I can: positive energy into the world. I’ll comfort someone closer to me, cast the stone and watch the ripples emanate. They will reach you, I know they will: that is the Way of the world. For the gentle lake of Life, and the tidal connectivity we share, we are eternally grateful. Blessed Be, and Amen.

One Response to “Day 65”

  1. pmacott

    This one touched deep chords and brought tears to my eyes, for I have many friends out of immediate reach too. Thank you so much.


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