May this prayer inspire faith in your heart that transcendent healing will come.
Dear God and Goddess,
Please bring healing to all of humanity.
Bring hope where it has been broken
so that our minds return to the love and
peace of mind we were born with.
Help me to trust that all darkness and memories of pain
will fade with the light of holy love and forgiveness.
Give me faith that my sisters and brothers
affected by war will dwell in transcendent peace and love
and trust that they never walk alone.
Please help us move into a world that knows no war.
Please help us as we weave love and peace into our lives with the same undying love
that the men and women honoring their country have fought with.
In my own search to come to terms with war and the pain it has inflicted on my human family and my ancestors, I have spent many years reading and studying about war, the Vietnam War specifically. If there was one book that helped me see into the heart of war, and the pain those that endure it\’s battles bear eternally it would be, \”A Rumor of War.\” A true story of a man who fought during the early years of the Vietnam war, it paints a painful and heart wrenching portrait of the experience of war. Here is a small excerpt from the prologue,
\”Though we were civilians again, the civilian world seemed alien. We did not belong to it as much as we did to that other world, where we had fought and our friends had died.
I was involved in the antiwar movement at the time and struggled, unsuccessfully, to reconcile my opposition to the war with this nostalgia. Later, I realized a reconciliation was impossible; I would never be able to hate the war with anything like the undiluted passion of my friends in the movement. Because I had fought in it, it was not an abstract issue, but a deeply emotional experience, the most significant thing that had happened to me. It held my thoughts, senses, and feelings in an unbreakable embrace. I would hear in thunder the roar of artillery. I could not listen to rain without recalling those drenched nights on the line, nor walk through woods without instinctively searching for a trip wire or an ambush. I could protest as loudly as the most convinced activist, but I could not deny the grip the war had on me, nor the fact that it had been an experience as fascinating as it was repulsive, as exhilarating as it was sad, as tender as it was cruel.
This book is partly an attempt to capture something of its ambivalent realities. Anyone who fought in Vietnam, if he is honest about himself, will have to admit he enjoyed the compelling attractiveness of combat. It was a peculiar enjoyment because it was mixed with a commensurate pain. Under fire, a man\’s powers of life heightened in proportion to the proximity of death, so that he felt an elation as extreme as his dread. His senses quickened, he attained an acuity of consciousness at once pleasurable and excruciating. It was something like the elevated state of awareness induced by drugs. And it could be just as addictive, for it made whatever else life offered in the way of delights or torments seem pedestrian.\”
I find that by reconnecting to these experiences it allows us to reframe them from a new perspective. May all of us that never had to see battle give infinite gratitude to our creator for the pain and suffering we have been mercifully spared from. I can only continue to believe that God\’s grace is present in all atrocities, and that we are here to offer that grace through our love to every war veteran and all other men and women who have suffered through the experience or the effects of war.
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This prayer was inspired by the prayer for the National Day of Prayer for Mental Illness Recovery and Understanding.