No matter how many years I do this, I never fail to be humbled
when I stop at the hospital, at the bedside of someone who is very ill.
It's clear that the person is in pain.
Sometimes they are barely conscious.
I'm not sure they know what I am doing.
But I pray.
I pray the Lord's prayer. And I pray for them, my own words,
for healing, strength, rest, comfort, wisdom.
And they say "thank you."
2 comments:
It's painful work to be present with someone who is dying. Also just as hard to be present with someone who is in crisis. You do it well, Diane.
somedays the work we are called to can be humbling indeed...
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