"Prayer is translation.
A man translates himself
into a child asking for all
there is in a language he
has barely mastered."
-Leonard Cohen, 76, singer and songwriter
My days are woven with the gentle and exquisite threads of prayers - mine for others and their kind offerings for me. This divine (and mostly private) Godly offering has been going on for so many years it has become like breathing for me. Softly and sweetly... in and out - whispered breath by whispered breath - transformation occurs with this translation of a language I still do not completely understand (but take great comfort in). Over the years, I have become an ever-grateful witness to many miracles, healings and joys - large and small - that have arrived on the wings of divinely answered prayers.
I just thought I would tell you today... because you - those who care to graciously visit me here - would find yourself in my prayers more than you realize... and within those prayers for your well being these words are repeated again and again: thank you for their presence in my life...