Prayer

I was wandering through the blogs recently and decided to check up on Sarah – infamous for her iPod Shuffle game. (Sarah, if you’re reading this: please enable feeds on your blog so I can keep up to date with your posts! Thanks darl!) To my utter amazement and joy she did an HPT and got 2 lines! That is wonderful news. Please go over there and wish her well.

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On a much sadder note, Tertia Albertyn had the following post yesterday. (She recently found out that she was pregnant – naturally):

“It’s over. The baby hasn’t grown. No heartbeat. Evacuation of the uterus on Thursday.
I feel numb.”

I am so deeply saddened by this. Tertia has been my motivation in doing IF treatment, and I regard her very highly for all she has been through. Although she has her twins, this is a cold, cruel reminder of the infertility that she endured for so long. Just when you think that “Happily Ever After” has finally set in, something like this crashes down on her.
I am thinking of her and Marko and praying for strength for both of them to pull through this. She was talking about prayer in one of her earlier posts, about the purpose of prayer.
This is what I think: When you are so low that you can’t sink any lower, prayer is a means of comfort. It is a means of offering up your troubles to a Higher Being, so that you may take rest. When there is no where left to turn, prayer offers solace. It is in the quiet moments of prayer and reflection that we draw strength, and often find the answers within ourselves.
I usually find the most fulfillment, however, when praying for others. I believe that, often without realising it, we elevate ourselves by doing this. It is the act of putting another’s needs above your own. When we choose to ignore our own problems for a minute and acknowledge someone else’s, great power lies therein.

That’s what I believe.

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