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baronessekat) wrote2009-07-04 08:51 pm
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A Prayer
Oh Great Divine, in whichever shape you chose and is best recognized, I come to you. During the night you called to you one who served as Husband and Father. I never met the man, but his son is a dear friend of mine.
The son, whom I have also never met in person, has been a dear friend for the majority of my life. I was in High School when I first met him. Through his letters and words, he helped me through college, through love and loss and always let me know that I had a friend. I can only assume that he learned the art of gentleness, compassion and the art of being human from those who raised him.
Mr. Thompson has finished his work here on earth and has come to your embrace. It is not for him that I ask for your gentle guidance.
Look upon his family, those he left behind, those whose life he touched - both through his actions and through those he brought into this world, and help them understand that the loss is only temporary. Help them through their grief. Help them know your love and that their loved one is at peace.
Guide us all and ease our sorrows.
For this I pray.
The Grass Child
The son, whom I have also never met in person, has been a dear friend for the majority of my life. I was in High School when I first met him. Through his letters and words, he helped me through college, through love and loss and always let me know that I had a friend. I can only assume that he learned the art of gentleness, compassion and the art of being human from those who raised him.
Mr. Thompson has finished his work here on earth and has come to your embrace. It is not for him that I ask for your gentle guidance.
Look upon his family, those he left behind, those whose life he touched - both through his actions and through those he brought into this world, and help them understand that the loss is only temporary. Help them through their grief. Help them know your love and that their loved one is at peace.
Guide us all and ease our sorrows.
For this I pray.
The Grass Child