Praying the Breakthrough Prayer

"Am I young enough to believe in revolution;
am I strong enough to get down on my knees and pray ?"
Kris Kristofferson

The day went nowhere much;  drowned  in tears. Tears of pain, of frustration , accepting that this is the most it is going to be, on a sunlit, beautiful day, where if Linda was well we would be walking our dog on the beach; ah, but she is never, never well and getting worse.   Us hugging in the middle of the afternoon ,  in that desperate place   , knowing there's no one to help, to advise , to offer any hope of a way out of this gruesome suffering.

Come just before  9.00 pm and Linda lights a candle; would I pray the prayer ? I couldn't; I can't pray, I am so stressed-out.  But I could press the button and play the video.

Linda on both sides of me and I heard these words :

"By the power of your Holy Spirit uplift our carers and lighten their heavy load in dealing with this unrelenting illness and their own despair."

Together we "threw", we pushed, I punched, I heaved, I grasped the oppression, the deceipt, the lies by the scruff of their neck and we shouted out most powerfully, two voices, one prayer : and we were not alone last night   :

"May the mountain of ME be removed and thrown into the sea. "

Amen !

Glory be to the Father
to the Son
to the Holy Spirit.

we prayed, so close, together and I laughed and laughed; a laugh of great power and joy.

I cannot thank Theresa and Pauline and dear "...." enough, for the light.


  1. it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, Amen.

    Hail Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy, Our life, our sweetness, and our hope!
    To thee do we cry, poor banished
    children of Eve, to thee do we send
    up our sighs, mourning and weeping
    in this vale of tears.
    Turn, then, most gracious advocate,
    thine eyes of mercy toward us; and
    after this our exile show unto us the
    blessed fruit of thy womb Jesus;
    O clement, O loving, O sweet virgin Mary.
    Pray for us, O holy Mother of God
    That we may be made worthy of the
    promises of Christ.

    ....and that this awful sickness is banished forever.

  2. " I believe in angels. I believe there are angels in our lives. People who take us under their wing and show us the way when we get lost. Their are others that offer us kind words, compassion and share their inner strength with us so we keep going when it seems it would be easier to give in and give up. I have met a lot of sweet, kind people on this site. Like all of us, they are tired and have pain in their lives but are still willing to open their hearts to others. Their love can be felt by others. Let us help you. No one should ever be alone on this journey called life. With Fibro, there are many obstacles thrown in our paths. Together we will get through the day. Believe it ♥


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