“Amen” I ended.

My father looked blank. Not sure if he listened. Typically distant.

My mother beamed, she definitely didn’t listen.

I turned to my brother. Picking his nose. He may have listened, but I doubt it.

I turned to my sister in her death bed. Comatose. I wonder if she heard.

It is out of my hands now. I made my prayer, I know He heard it, not sure if anything will happen. I certainly don’t understand His ways, and His answers are not always directly given anyway.

May God save her, or give my message to her.

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