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In Answer to My Mother’s Prayers

In answer to my mother’s prayers, I have been blessed for years to have a caregiver, Margarita. For one of Marguerita’s birthdays, I gave her the following poem that I know would reflect on my mom’s profound appreciation for being the Lord’s vessel to help:


I thank and praise You, Lord Jesus,


For sending Ana to


As an answer to a prayer


That my mom prayed long ago.


Yes, I can remember


My mom's greatest concern for the future was


When I couldn't stay at home


Any longer.


I was too young


Too think much about it,


But You, Jesus,


Took note of it.


Even then,


My mom was against placing me in a nursing institution


But was afraid for me to go


Into independent living,


Where she heard there was much abuse.


"What will happen


To my son?!"


Was her cry


To You, O Lord.


Time went on


And I had to go into nursing homes;


Though I tried to make the best of it


Especially when she came to visit,


She repeatedly said that


I didn't belong there.


"What will happen”


To my son?!


He has too much potential


To be stuck in these institutions all of his life


But I'm afraid to let him go into an apartment


On his own,"


She cried to You, Lord, In prayer.


Her body died,


And she went on to be with You, Lord,


But her prayer about me


Didn't die.


Even though


Attendants in independent living


Tried the best they could,


You remembered my mom's prayer


And saw it fit to give me another mom--


A Mexican Ama.


Indeed, when You saw me struggling the most


With attendant care,


You spoke to Ama,


Who had eight children already,


To come to America


To take care of one more son--


Me.


On total faith,


She left her own country


And came to my rescue


To become my Ama.


Bless her, Lord,


And watch over her,


And satisfy her years


With good things,


So that her youth


Is renewed like the eagle.

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