As a young child, I would watch Dad pray,
and wonder where he went.
In such thoughtful conversation with the Lord,
many hours were spent.
Whether in a song at Mass,
or during the Morning Offering Prayer,
he seemed so much at peace...
I wanted to be there.
Through the years I listened,
and tried to understand,
many of Dad's thoughts on prayer
and God's gentle, guiding hand...
"Let Him be your center, and keep Him there each day."
"God always answers our prayers, just trust in His own way."
And so I find myself today
a wife and mother of three,
so grateful for Dad's gift of prayer
and what it's given me.
This was written for my Dad, to be read at his wake,