As Life Goes Ever On

As I sit and write this evening, my heart is with our niece.  She awakens tomorrow to the battle of her life; a 6 to 16 hour surgery to try to remove as much of the cancer from her body as possible.  The best news so far:  the chemotherapy was effective at reducing and slowing the cancer.  My significant other sees little use for prayer and does not believe in its power or efficacy.  I mentioned the comfort it gave to those of his family who knew he had chosen to pray with our niece when the news first broke about her having cancer and he did not quite sneer at me, but that's ok, he still chose to pray rather than not when she needed him to do so.  I also tried to mention how much prayer helps me also.  Not quite as negative a response.  I think he knows I was praying for him the entire time he was so ill when he was in liver failure and after his transplant.  A lot of love is expressed through prayer and a lot of strength gained by those doing the praying.  Peace can also be found there when it is no where else.  That seems like a lot of power to me right there and that is just the very basic stuff, the really spiritual, "knock your socks off" stuff, only adds to what we all have access to 24/7 - God's ear, His heart, His mind, His Love.