The Pain of Hoping, The Agony of Praying Amidst This Pandemic
Amidst this COVID-19 pandemic, a slice of hope seems so aloof; praying is like an agony that when you hope for a miracle, you wait a long queue behind the prayers of five million people infected worldwide. Perhaps, the distance between heaven and earth is limitless; but with God, nothing is too far. I know that he can hear me. My Prayer Our Father in Heaven, today I pray again. Remember when I asked how important for You that for my sister to receive the Sacraments that she needed? The next day you sent a priest to our home to give those Sacraments. You heard my prayer. I was overjoyed. Thank you! You sent someone like Fr William who took the risk to visit us. Heavenly Father, you always know what's best for us. Even if sometimes it will cause us pain. Your way is The Way, for whatever reason, it is the best. Unless, we will it otherwise, thus, you respect. But the moment our prayer is sent to You, You take charge. That night, when my sister w