The day my son died, I began to feel the incredible power of prayer in a more dramatic way than ever before.  I just knew that the prayers of people who knew me and loved me, even people I didn’t know, were sending messages of love to God for me and my family.  I experienced graces that were so overwhelming at times, that I could scarcely believe it.  

As my life continued after that, I found that even my own prayers for others were as powerful. This is because we have nothing to do with it. By this I mean, that no person has the power to do this on their own.  It is the spirit of loving intention that matters. Just the doing of it, is powerful. But it is not because we are powerful.  Prayer is.

Prayer is pure, positive, loving intention.  It can only bless, because that is the essence of prayer. It is of God, not us. We are only the vessels from which it is poured.

My father had a serious accident when he was in the contracting business.  This must have been almost 45 years ago. He had been hit in the head by a second story beam of a school building he was working on.  The beam had somehow become dislodged. He should have never survived it. It was a miracle that he recovered. But even more amazing, he didn’t have any residual effects, other than headaches that went away after a year.

At the same time that this happened, my dad was also building a church. When the congregation found out about his accident, they came to the hospital and encircled him in the hospital room.  They encircled him in prayer. My mother has told me about this experience many times since this happened. It never fails to make an impression on me every time I hear it. I believe that there was healing in their prayers.

Even if one does not believe in God, prayer is possible because prayer is loving intention.  The power of prayer is the power of love. That’s it. And any one of us can do it at any time we wish to do so.  To me, that makes it a miracle too.