The Day After Heart Surgery

Sep 7, 2012

A friend said to me yesterday, “You seem so calm.” She was right; I really have been calm. For the past forty-eight hours I feel like Andy and I have been floating on a cloud of witnesses. We have been held up on a magic carpet of prayer. For once I have surrendered and accepted the ride.

This two-day experience of my husband’s heart surgery has confirmed something I knew in my head but not so much in my heart. When my own arteries to God feel clogged and impassable, there is a whole community of friends, family, acquaintances, and even non-acquaintances praying on my behalf. This community becomes my “bypass” to God. If I ever wonder whether my prayers for others are really worth anything, I know now. The significance of my prayers is not their content as much as their intent. My prayers, the prayers of others, and all of us who pray them become part of the large cloud holding a person aloft and loved during adversity.

Prayers come in all flavors: verbal prayers, silent prayers, danced prayers, drawn prayers, sung prayers, walking prayers….Here are the prayers of my friends Sharon and Randall for Andy.




















Proper 17 Collect–Book of Common Prayer (p. 233)

Lord of all power and might, the author and giver of all good things: Graft in our hearts the love of your Name; increase in us true religion; nourish us with all goodness; and bring forth in us the fruit of good works; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen






  1. Thank you for your beautifully worded witness to the joy of others praying for and with you. The Prince of Peace community continues to pray for you and for Andy even as we give thanks for the “Praying in Color” gifts that equip us to open our hearts to the Lord.

  2. Thank you for sharing so well how you felt as the community held you an Andy up in prayer. My Husband and I experienced the same sensation when I had my breast cancer surgery an treatments. We surrendered, truste and embraced all the prayer that carried us through what could have been a terrifying time. Instead it was loving, joyful and an experience I don’t want to forget.

    • Thanks, Stacey, for sharing this. I have come to believe that love and joy show up in unexpected times and places–even when I’m “supposed” to be serious and glum. God’s Peace be with you. Sybil



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