POWER OF PRAYER
Rivka, who has late-stage cancer, on the power of prayers during the High Holy Days: “The first day of Rosh Hashanah, as the first sounds were heard from the Shofar, I felt the gate of heaven open, and knew that God was listening directly to me. Silently, I prayed to God. I want to live. Please, let me be written, for another year, in the book of life. As I stood there, with my eyes closed, praying to God, tears suddenly burst from my eyes. Embarrassed, I quickly lifted my open machzor [prayer book], and covered my face.
“The sound of the Shofar continued to carry my desperate plea. With every t’kiyah [call], more tears fell, as, silently, I begged God, please, let me live. Immersed in my private dialogue with God, I heard a voice calling me back. Standing next to me, my worried little daughter whispered ever so quietly and sweetly, ‘Ima, why are you crying?’ I put my finger to my lips, indicating that she should be quiet. I could not answer. We do not talk during the blowing of the Shofar. But that is not the only reason I did not answer. I was overwhelmed by the power of prayer. I could not do anything, but plead with God, while those gates were still open.” coffeeandchemo. blogspot.com