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A Prayer to God

By Miss Norma McCorvey

Norma McCorvey with Emily Mackey, daughter of Operation Rescue worker.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Good evening, Lord, God and Father, and all who sit before your council!  It is I, Ms. Norma, and I am watering the yard.  I have a few things to share with you, about how things are going on in my life.  You already know about them, because you know all things!

Many htmlects of being pro-life are still a real mystery to me.  How am I to cope with such different expectations of so many different people_  Asking to speak at a dinner is one thing I can understand, but there are so many other calls, such as from those who suspect that I am wealthy and can donate to unheard of causes.  The only wealth I have is through you and from your blessings, and it is not riches of this world.

Others, not understanding my conversion to Catholicism, nor understanding you Church, rebuke me.  But, following in your way of forgiveness, I am not disturbed.  If I have offended any of them, I ask to be forgiven. 

My life has not been easy, but you have come to help me!  My family has not always been supportive, but your blessing brings us now closer together, and I rejoice that my children are doing well and my mother finds some happiness in her life.  Please, Heavenly Father, help us to be forgiving, and continue to watch over all of us!

Thank you, Father, for this wind; it helps to make the watering of the yard much faster!  Thanks, too, for all the four-legged animals that walk this earth, and for the fowls of the air and the fish of the sea.  Thanks, also, for the people you have sent my way to guide me closer to you.

I am grateful for the lives of the children saved from abortion.  Thank you for standing in the parking lost of all the abortion mills, wherever they may be!  I can see you in the parking lot of A Choice For Women, with your head bowed and your arms opened to the ones that kill the children, and to the moms who go in and don't come out until afterwords.

Lord God, Heavenly Father, I ask for the health of some friends, sometimes for their physical, sometimes for their spiritual needs.  I ask that you fill their hearts with your Amazing Grace, and may the Holy Spirit come to them to refresh them in mind and body.  I lift them all up for your blessing!

Destiny is fulfilled in awakening to your truth and living as your servant, led by your teachings, which are sometimes hard, but always gentle because of your help.  I ask you to reward all those who have assisted me in getting to know you better and loving you more.  I thank you for the opportunities of serving you through my neighbors, especially helping moms and their babies.

Please continue to bless all pro-lifers, whether believers or non-believers, in their work to offset the evils of abortion.

The wind is picking up again and your grass has been watered, so I will end this prayer, thanking you for this day and for your help again, tomorrow.  Amen.

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