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Kayla Craig is the author of “To Light Their Way" and "Every Season Sacred" and creator of Liturgies for Parents. A former journalist, she’s adamant about paying attention and staying curious. She writes the popular "Year of Breath" devotional newsletter and lives in Iowa with her husband and four wild,...

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  1. Thanks for this encouraging uplift. Sometimes all I can say is help Papa and that is enough.

  2. This brought back memories of my time in the hospital when my mom was very ill. Thank you for putting together a book of prayers to buoy the flailing heart in such times of stress. God bless you and your family.

  3. Dear Kayla, this is so lovely. I have been in the place you describe. I have intimate knowledge of the chapels in 3 different hospitals in the city near me. Kneeling, sitting, sobbing, searching for answers. Sometimes there were prayer books or concordances for different circumstances. I relied on these, when the words wouldn’t come. God healed my daughter, too. She’s married now, with a daughter of her own. We got to know another family, though, who weren’t so blessed. God always hears and listens, even when the words don’t come. There’s comfort there.

  4. I so appreciate your honesty and humility, Kayla. I well remember an emergency run to the hospital in the wee hours of the morning with our daughter. As she moaned with pain I tried to pray, but also found no words. I just kept repeating Jesus’ name. But even a two-syllable prayer is enough! By 9:00 a.m. we were on our way home with our daughter fast asleep. (After an ultrasound, it was determined a cyst was causing the pain; it burst on its own, and the pain immediately stopped.)

  5. Kayla,

    Thank you for sharing your story. I remember sitting in the hospital lobby crying my eyes out & trying hard to calm myself down for the drive home after putting my aging dad in geriatric psych unit. Each day I visited-some were hard & some were alright. After 1 month he was able to leave & move into a new assisted living. Prayers didn’t come easy. Often times I would breath in say Jesus then breath out & say help me. That calmed my spirit enough to make it home. Praise God your daughter is well & home!

    Blessings 🙂