[5 P'S OF PRAYER POETRY] Plea for a Mother

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This is also in respect for my mother, who is terribly ill at this time.

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From whence I grew upon the Roman Catholic church, after several years of emptiness and cold shoulders from its growing foundation, I come forward with a plea. A plea of which I ask Saint Raphael, the Archangel of healing, to consider listening to. Hear my prayers, as well, to Saint Luke, the Evangelist, who is the patron saint of physicians and who can grant heals through surgical means. I should have also prayed long ago to Saint Dymphna, a patron saint of the mentally ill who may help with the stress and anxiety of not only my family and I, but especially towards my mother. May the Virgin Mary also help heal my mother of her various illnesses, and to ask not only all the angels and saints I've enlisted to help with this plea of prayer, but to also ask the Lord in regards to miracles of grace he may bestow upon my mother.

I proclaim the Lord's Heaven is divine and ask that my family and I continue to be a part of the love that we feel when praising his name as often as we can in life. May the Lord bring good tidings to those who deserve love; even for those who do not appear worthy may have good tidings, for the Lord I believe in knows no limits to sharing joy and love. He does not judge nor does he apprehend anyone who strays from the norm that society pushes us to believe and follow suit in. It is the Lord Almighty's will to use the power of love and kindness towards everyone so that people could live their lives in happiness and contentment.

O Lord, I come not only to you, but to the Archangel Raphael, Saint Luke the Evangelist, Saint Dymphna, and the Holy Virgin Mary. I come to all of you in hopes of my plea to be heard... and my plea is for you all to listen to my mother's plea. She constantly begs for healing and mercy. She wishes to live... I wish for her to live. I wish for my mother to live a very long life, where I can start learning how to cook from her, when someday I can help obtain a permanent home for her and my father, when someday I could get married and she can watch from the pews, bawling in a sobbing mess of tears, as I someday marry the man I love and potentially have grandchildren for her to dote upon. I wish for my mother to live so that she can live a good life in retirement instead of constantly traveling between doctors with limited mobility. I wish for my mother to live.

I confess that I, like many other humans in this universe, have sinned greatly. There are some actions I've done that I've regretted enough to confess to you in hopes to absolve my sins and ask for forgiveness. My two main regrets are this: my internal cursing towards others who have harmed me, and my growing penchant of stray thoughts that urge for me to perish from this world by force, in hopes that maybe my death would remove the weight of burden off of those I care about. I do not mean to cause my mother harm during my harshest childhoods, where I would pray and beg to the Lord to take me away from here. My internal cursing was never intended to be born into fruition, and I have slowly seen the cracks that my curses have created, spilling demonic essence into the world as my universe starts to crumble the moment my mother's illnesses crept up into surface. I ask Saint Dymphna especially to help heal me from my depression at this time, as this disability has hindered my progress in life and created a burden towards those around me. Perhaps her blessings will help keep the stray thoughts at bay as I attempt to navigate through life in hopes that my mother heals from all this mess.

Jesus Christ was of the impression that every illness must be healed. I ask, O Lord, to bring your Holy Son, Jesus Christ, back to this realm so that he may help guide Raphael and the other saints towards my mother to heal her of her numerous illnesses. With all your combined power, O Most Benevolent Lord, I have faith that you can help heal my mother and absolve her of her own sins, as she has shown remorse from time to time. To all deities, saints, and angels who can hear me: my mother is one of the most precious beings in my life on this current plan of existence that we call life. I beg and plea, O Lord, for my mother to be healed. Grant her an extended life, please. Amen.