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God, we will need you next to us
to guide us through every stage of our “I do,”

I miss your voice on the other end of the line.
I miss your advice. I will surely stumble without it.
I miss the you-ness of you. I wish I could hug you again.

I pray for your soul, at peace, at last, with God.
Please pray for me.

Help us remember the needs of the many,
not merely our own.

Take my hand. Pull me along, with urgency, if needed.
Let me never stray from the course you’ve set out for me,
even when I cannot see my way through.

Can you stop the world for a moment? I need to be alone with you.
No more doing, just being. And feeling like that is enough.

Now it is over. Our ties severed painfully, or simply faded away from disuse.
We are not what we were.

My faith is threadbare, worn almost to a whisper.
And yet I need You more than ever.

Creator God, healer of all ills,
I place my health into your hands.
Guide the hand of my surgeon.

There is no celebration in my soul.
I turn to You, source of meaning, knower of sorrow.