I believe in the power of prayer

Heidi - Bangor, Maine
Entered on October 15, 2008
Age Group: 18 - 30
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In any nursing home or hospital it is not

uncommon for a C.N.A. as myself to witness

families nervously awaiting news of how their

loved ones are doing after serious treatments

or surgeries. Even so, I never actually

believed that I would one day find myself in

that same situation until the day my family

and I experienced an unexpected crisis. I still

had trouble comprehending what had just

happened as I found myself in a crowded

waiting room after learning that my mother

had suffered a serious brain aneurysm that

required immediate surgery. For six hours we

anxiously waited for news about my mother, I

was so nervous that I felt like the long wait

lasted only an hour or two. During this time I

had a lot of time to think, worry, and above all

else pray. I feel that prayer is the most

important thing I could do for my mother

during those difficult hours.

Fortunately, I was never alone waiting for the

doctor to bring word on my mother’s

condition. I was continually surrounded by my

family and friends who shared my concerns

and worries. Many times we would gather

together as a group to step aside and pray.

We would pray for God to always be in control,

and also that the doctors would find the

strength to remain calm and focused during

the procedure. Often after praying, I would

experience a feeling of complete comfort

come over me. For weeks after this, the

feelings of comfort that I would get

from praying helped keep me calm through

many more complications and dangers.

Despite some of these setbacks, we continued

praying and God eventually answered our

prayers and my mother began to recover.

After three weeks of hospitalization my

mother was finally able to come back home.

However, things were not perfect. My mother

had lost at least 90 percent of her vision in

both eyes and was still going through a lot of

pain. For four and a half months all I could do

was pray constantly. After undergoing

surgery again, my mother incredibly regained

full vision in her right eye, and will be soon be

going back to have her left eye operated on.

She now is as healthy as she was if not better

than before, besides her left eye. I believe in

the power of prayer and it’s part in the healing

of my mother.