Some of you have been following Darlene's journey with her son, Mark. If not, you may want to go to Darlene's blog to catch up.
Darlene is a mother, writer, artist, and seeker with a soul as wide as the sky and a heart to match. She writes as she apparently lives—with grace and passion and love. Always love. A little more than two weeks ago, Mark was in a terrible car accident. His survival was a miracle, but still he hovers at the edge of danger. Yesterday he had emergency surgery, his 3rd since the accident. Darlene, who has lupus, visited him from the wheelchair made necessary by a flare up.
The driver of the car Mark was riding in is out of the hospital and has been charged with a misdemeanor and released.
I do not wish the driver harm, mind you. He's going to have a heavy load to carry every moment for the rest of his life. I just don't understand. Here's a young man from a loving family, grievously injured and struggling from one minute to the next. Thanks to the blog community, hundreds--maybe thousands--pray for his recovery and for his family's strength.
Will God intervene? Does He or She control our journeys? I believe in the power of prayer but question the value of prayers of petition. In other words, I know my faith in God, in the Universe, in a Loving Spirit will help me survive, even thrive, despite difficult circumstances. I pray for the wisdom to see the Path and the strength to follow it. I pray for Mark, several times every day. I pray for Darlene and the rest of the family. But I don't really know that the hand of God will reach down and protect one individual from harm. (And I'm pretty damn sure He isn't converting pop flies to home runs when some ballplayer crosses himself before he swings a bat.)
What's it all about, Alfie?
Today I wish mine was a blind faith, writ large in ideology I dare not question. Not really, of course, but sometimes it seems so appealing.
However you pray, please join me in praying for Mark, his mother Darlene, and their family. The driver, too, while we're at it.