A Quiet Room, A Loud Prayer

 It’s been an emotional and eye-opening time for me and being here has reminded me how important family truly is. I flew back to the United States to be with my mother before and after her procedure. When I first arrived, she wasn’t doing well at all her pain, her stress, everything felt overwhelming. But now, by God’s grace, she is doing so much better. In fact, she’s more optimistic than I am at times. I love her deeply, and all I want is the best for her.


I pray that everything goes well with her procedure tomorrow. These past days, I’ve done a lot to help her, and honestly, I’m exhausted. I’ve been busy from the moment I arrived and haven’t really had a chance to rest. Sharing the room with her brings me comfort, even though my feet hang off the bed, but I do it without hesitation because I love her. I want her to be healthy, strong, and able to come live with me in Vietnam. I want her to experience real happiness and to use that beautiful, positive personality God gave her to spread joy wherever she goes.


God, please guide us. Please protect my mother, strengthen her, and bless the days ahead with healing and peace.


Poem


Even when the days feel heavy,

And your heart drifts far from Him,

God holds you steady in His hands

Until the very end.


Everything will be alright

If you keep a hopeful mind.

Life isn’t always easy,

But in prayer, peace you’ll find.


I ask for help, Lord 

For strength and for provision.

I know I turn to You often,

But my faith is my decision.


Keep my spirit lifted,

Keep my steps moving forward.

I’ll continue praying and loving You,

For You are the one my heart leans toward.

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