OCTOBER 4
Great Spirit, now I pray to you...
Great Spirit, hear me;
My soul is weary,
Now I pray that your spirit will dwell in me.
—KIOWA PRAYERSometimes we are so tired. Grief is tiring. Our sorrow saps
our strength and resolve, and the one for whom we
grieve—who was often a source of energy and strength to
us—is gone. So we mourn our loss—and who is there to
help us?
There are many to help us—friends, other family mem-
bers, whatever communities of support we are a part of.
Still, a pervasive sense of fatigue, and even despair, can seem
our constant companion.
Now is the time to risk believing. The time to risk believ-
ing that there is, in the structure of the universe, a Spirit that
waits, in longing and welcome, for us to turn and say, “Come
to me. Fill me with your presence. I cannot handle this by
myself. Help me. Be my energy, and my rest.” We may be
surprised at the lift this gives us, an easing of our burden,
a sense that we are not alone.
Spirit, whoever you are, wherever you are, be with me now.