If prayers were winged creatures

That flew between our hearts and God’s

I can see those of urgency

Breathless, panting when they reach

The ears of God…

Or those prayed in confession

For sins of omission and commission

Flying with heads bowed down

Ashamed, embarrassed when they reach

The ears of God…

The prayers prayed in intercession

For someone’s hurt and pain

That fly with determination

Confident, willing when they reach

The ears of God…

Prayers for healing or provision

For needs of health or life

Come flying in to carry pleas

Humbled, wanting when they reach

The ears of God…

The air in Heaven would be

Crowded as far as You could see

Alive with the sound of wings

Beating, flying when they reach

The ears of God…

Yet You hear every prayer

No one goes without Your attention

No lines or triage situations

Loved, welcomed when they reach

Your ears Dear God…

        d.f.a.v. 7-9-14

–Donna