~ 911
Prayer ~
Lord, we
need a
healing
wind to
blow
across our
hearts,
A gentle
wisp, from
Your lips,
to sheathe
the aching
parts…
Every
autumn is
still the
same,
since that
sorrow-filled
September,
Our hearts
are full
of bitter
holes that
bleed when
we
remember.
We didn't
have to
know each
name to
mourn them
in our
souls…
Lord,
please
send Your
winds of
grace to
fill these
gaping
holes.
And we
didn't
have to
see their
smile to
miss their
very
essence,
Even
across
each
skyward
mile, we
still feel
their
presence…
How can we
measure a
life
undone,
their job
here never
finished?
Alas, the
loss of
every life
has left
our world
diminished.
Lord,
carry each
and every
name,
windward
to our
ears,
'Til all
the souls
are lifted
up in
tribute
with our
tears.
Send Your
Spirit on
the wind
to bind
around our
hearts,
'Til
providence
and time
once more
erase the
broken
parts…
Wreathe
around our
spirit,
Lord, a
tender
soothing
wind,
Until each
chamber of
our heart
is beating
strong
again!
Amen
Sharon
Frye
For all
the
hurting
hearts…
May they
heal by
God's
grace…
©
2004
used
with
permission
Heroes
of
the
Heart
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