Family and Caregiver Schizophrenia Discussion Forum

Mother's Prayer for Mental Illness


#1

I found this prayer a while back and reading it hits me deep because it is on point of exactly what we want as mother’s of someone suffering with this awful illness. Whoever wrote it put it into words exactly.

A Mother’s Prayer for Mental Illness

As I stumble from my bed this morning, help me to remember to be gentle and kind.
My child’s mind is shredding into a million pieces. He lives in a constant state of atrocious fear. I can see it in his eyes. Give him peace.

Guide me as I hold him in my arms. Help me to know what to say. What to do. Fill my heart with healing love, understanding, and empathy.

Give me the strength of a thousand angels to hold back my tears. My heart is broken and a tidal wave of grief is overwhelming me with the need to cry. Give me the strength to bear it long enough to keep it from disturbing my child. Help me find someone I can safely bring it to.

As my journey becomes more and more isolative and lonely, remind me that the lack of involvement on the part of family and friends is not always because of the stigma and the ignorance. For many, it is because they are hurting too. They have the privilege of turning to their own lives. This is my family’s life now. I must deal with it whether I am hurting or not.

Send me your best physicians and healers. Give me presence of mind, as I walk through the exhaustion of my grief to not settle for just any one no matter how tiresome the journey becomes.

Help me adjust to the idea, that although it appears my son is gone, there will be no goodbye. And that he is still inside somewhere waiting for us to find him.

Infuse the creative part of my mind with solution oriented thinking. Give me hope. Even if it is just a glimmer of hope. A mother can go for miles on just one tiny glimmer. Let me see just a flicker of the sparkle of joy in his eyes.

Guide my hands; calm my mind, as I fill out the multitude of forms for services. Then help me do it again over and over.

Provide me with the knowledge. Lead me to the books I need to read, the organizations I need to connect with. As you work though the people in my life, help me to recognize those that are here to help. Help me trust the right ones. Shine a light upon the right path.

Give me the courage to speak my truth; to know my son’s truth. And to speak for him when he is unable to do it for himself. Show me when to do for him what he is not capable of doing for himself. Help me to recognize the difference.

Help me to stand tall in the face of the stigma; to battle the discrimination with the mighty sword of a spiritual warrior. And to deflect the sting of blame and faultfinding from the ignorant and the cruel.

Preserve my love for my family. Shield my marriage with the wisdom of the love that brought us together.

Protect him from homelessness, loneliness, victimization, poverty, hunger, hopelessness, relapse, drugs, alcohol, suicide, cruelty and obscurity.

Most of all, give me the strength to deliver whatever I can to the work of unmasking the man made ugliness of this disease and revealing the human and all of it’s suffering beneath.

Finally, when it is my time to leave my son behind, send a thousand angels to take my place.

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#2

Wow…thanks for sharing that… I am a Dad, but many of the same ideas apply… I am a man of faith and prayer and this looks like a great way to pray


#3

@Brokenheart17, I was crying my eyes out as I was reading this. Speaks volumes of everything that is in my heart.
Thank you so much for sharing this. Im going to save it and read it periodically. Sometimes crying can be so healing.


#4

Yes, this is a prayer that very much is something I could have said, if I could have said it myself @Brokenheart17 . I am crying. I will probably read that prayer every day now, for myself and for all of us on this forum. I am printing it for the next NAMI meeting I attend to pass out.


#5

Thank you so much for sharing this beautiful prayer, one we can all relate to in our own unique but different way. It really is so sad what all of us have gone through, we just have to accept a new normal and find the beauty in those moments, minutes, hours that we can connect with the ones we love. Mental illness is a reality we have to surrender to. We are not in control and we can only do so much. All too often I need to remember, this is a person not a problem I need to solve. I’m so thankful for my relationship with God, I don’t know where I would be without it.


#6

Love this… so concise and so my son… xxxooo


#7

This prayer couldn’t have said it any better. I’m crying.


#8

I thing this is so wonderful. I found it on this site a few years ago, and have it saved in a word document on my computer.