It is hard for me to pray publicly. Attending Varsity Christian Fellowship as a new believer and as a very young man, I was asked to do the opening prayer. So, I did. Not a thee or thou to be heard, I just prayed. Afterwards one of the members commented that someone needed to teach me how to pray properly. I’ve been shy of public prayers ever since. But today, for Cicely. I am going to over-ride my shyness on this issue.
Lord, My God, I am not going to pray for Cicely’s recovery and health. I fully trust in You and believe You to hold Cicely and her family close to Your heart. I need not pray for this. Instead, Lord, I pray for Cicely to grow up and grow strong into a world that sees her fairly. That waits for her with welcome, not charity. That Cicely is given the whole of her life to prove to those who thought her life meaningless how wrong they were. I pray that each of us who make up Cicely’s world be given the strength to wrap our fingers around the edges of reality and with a mighty heave -lift - and shift perspective just enough that Cicely’s true value comes into focus. I pray that all the prayers today for Cicely, for her mother, for her father, be loud enough to shatter prejudice and bring down preconceptions. I pray that they are loud enough that barriers tumble and doors are blasted open. I pray that they are loud enough to reach Your ears and our hearts. I will not pray for what I believe You want - instead I pray for what we need. A better world for Cicely. A world with Cicely in it.