All-knowing Shepherd, Guide, and Counselor,
Who knows my frame intimately,
Having woven me together in my mother’s womb:
You know what ails me;
You listen without haste or harshness to my litany of complaint;
You feel all my sorrows with me, afflicted in my afflictions.
In this season of distress and difficulty,
Direct me to the providers You have prepared to give me aid;
Give me Your peace in the pain and ambiguity;
Provide all the help I need to access care;
Stay with me in the wilderness of waiting,
In the relief of finding answers,
In the grief of learning to live with them.
Teach me to know the difference between the time to advocate for myself
With gentle, winsome persistence
And the time to die to overthinking and second-guessing.
Let Your peaceful wisdom abide in me,
For this is beyond any human wisdom I thought I possessed.
Rapha-El,
Heal my body if You will;
Heal me heart, even though it cost the sickness of my body.
Sweeten my spirit that You might bless my helpers through me.
Strengthen me to hold fast to the balm of Gilead
And the hope of resurrection.
Thank you for the coming redemption of my body,
Through Jesus, Your Suffering Servant, in whom I pray.
Amen.
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