Knitting a Conundrum

Prayer for Terri

O my Jesus,
how thirsty you must have been
when they offered you the cup
of wine and gall,
after being beaten,
after being pulled and dragged up the road,
close to dying even before they nailed you to the cross,
thirsty,
thirsty from bloodloss,
thirsty from sweating blood in the garden
under the weight of our sins
thirsty from the dust of the street as you fell.
How dry your mouth,
how thick your tongue,
and yet you chose not to drink
so you could feel the depths of pain to the dregs.

O Lord,
you who know the reality of killing thirst,
be with our sister Terri
and comfort her,
and speed the relief to her,
as her suffering grows
this the week of your passion's anniversary,
and her passion swiftly upon her.

Aid her,
aid those of her working so hard for the cause of life,
cover them all with your precious blood,
Amen.