The Power of Prayers

 The Power of Prayers

I am not a prayerful person but it doesn’t mean I am bad. I pray when I am in need…when I am asking for something. I am not a churchgoer as well- where attending mass every Sunday until it becomes a habit.

I have to be honest every time I went to church I can’t hold back my feelings I cry. I have no idea what does it mean but honestly, my tears just drip into my face. Yes, I am a sinner I admit it. I admit that I committed a lot of sins God knows about it.

I remember when I was in a situation where I could nowhere to go to church is my go to place. There was one time I couldn’t breathe because of problems there was this convent that I went to. I sat there for a couple of minutes to have a breather when out of nowhere a nun approached me, tapped my shoulder, and gave me a little leaflet. I forgot what was in the leaflet because that was a long time ago, I just remembered the leaflet. But, for me, it means a lot and I was thinking there was a sign on it.

Yes, I am not a prayerful person but in my head, I am talking to God. I don’t know if that would consider a prayer but whatever that is I never forget God. God is my breather.

Prayers contributed a lot to our souls. Constant prayers make you closer to God and blessed you in so many ways. What I meant was you will be surprised by the blessings that you don’t know where they came from.

Praying a Rosary. I went to catholic school both my 2 years in high school and 4 years in college. I lived in a place near the church. I was influenced by a friend I met accidentally, who happens to be my sorority sister. We were board mates back then. She has a prayerful family that at some point influenced her too.

Every time she had an appointment she always invited me to either a prayer meeting, a small get-together, or even a sleepover in her real house outside the city. She led by example in my spirituality. And to be honest it impacted me a lot that I am able to depend on God every time I am in trouble, in every situation I am in that it is so heavy.

Coronavirus made me insane. Made me paranoid. I don’t wanna die and I am scared to die. I am really scared because I am not really yet to die. I am still enjoying life despite difficulties along the way but I am savoring the creation of God. Until now I am still amazed at his creation—a breath-taking creations.

I became paranoid when I have to go outside although I am following protocols still this contagious is scary. I don’t wanna go out but I have to otherwise I maybe die of starvation.

Since the pandemic started along with my dreams to make it happen I become a prayerful person. There is no night that I am not able to have my rosary. My rosary helps me give more time to soul search and talking to God at the same time. I have more time to know about myself and God.

In my prayers I am not praying for myself but the entire world—my family, friends, siblings, relationships, and many other things. I am praying for peace, love, and happiness.