"I Can Still Pray"

One thing I have learned, my Lord,
As I travel on through life,
No matter what is happening,
I can still pray.

On days the pain is too much to bear,
And exhaustion keeps me abed.
When eyesight is too blurred to read,
And hands shake too much to craft,
I can still pray.

When family and friends struggle,
And need someone to be there,
And I can't be there to help,
And cry because I feel I've let them down,
I can still pray.

When time alone grows long,
When I feel alone and left behind,
When life seems to be passing me by
And long held dreams become mist,
I can still pray.

When I wake to the sunrise,
To a day filled with promise,
Because my body is giving reprieve.
I can sing praises, I can pray.

When I'm in the midst of family,
Enjoying time with friends.
Laughter, joy and love fill the air,
And I find that I am still praying.

When I sit before the Lord,
In God's house, alone or at Mass,
And feel the space overflowing with the Spirit,
I thank God with joy in my heart,
For praise the Lord, HE taught me to pray,
And I am still praying on.

Mary Breiner 9-03-15