“He must be the coldest man I ever met!” she said to herself, starring at him with her big green eyes. “And the rudest! Because I said hello and he wouldn’t even look at me, then I asked How are you? and he wouldn’t move a muscle! He wouldn’t give me a smile…”.

Her passion for lost causes brought her to him. And her desire of saving the world made her stay a little more than usual in his quiet company. And…yes, he was handsome! Yes, he had that “fallen angel” aura…something pointless to love but impossible to ignore.

One more try.

“You’re so cold, can I give you my coat? There you are, isn’t it better?”

She must have hurt his pride…probably. Her pink coat was laying on the snow and still, no intention of him to respond to her kindness. Then she noticed he’s on his knees.

“You are praying? Here? In the park? I guess we can pray anywhere…Hey, can I pray with you?”

She got on her knees, but realized very quickly that that’s a bad idea.

“I hope God wont mind me praying standing…you know, sometimes I don’t even know if he notice me. My knees hurt from that fall I took the other day, while trying to save the lost kitten. Anyway…what are we praying for?”

He moved away.

Okay, one last try.

“Sometimes I don’t know what to pray for. So I just say…Thank you, Father. For the colors and the songs, for the rainbows and the butterflies. Thank you for the love I have in me. Thank you for loving me back. Amen! And…Father Anthony heard me once and he said is the most beautiful prayer he ever heard! But he’s just kind to me.”

Big tears falling from his eyes.


“Oh, you’re crying…Please don’t cry…See, sometimes I feel I’m praying in vain. Like nobody is listening. Once, I was so desperate, (I was climbing a small mountain and a storm began) that I shouted out loud: Here I am Lord! Here, where you can’t hear me! Where you don’t see me! Where should I climb to be closer to you? He heard me, cause the storm stopped and I saw the rainbow…”

A ray of light on his devastated face.

“See? That’s a sign! Oh, I’m so happy I was here with you! Can I hug you?”

She hugged him and kept him warm, close to her heart. She only let him go when her hands got icy cold. Her arms were empty.

The snowman smiled to her from the clear blue skies above. She was sad, then she was grateful. She understood that, maybe, this is her mission.

To see a blessing in every little thing. To hear a response of Heaven in every little prayer. To reach out to the hopeless ones. To love. Above all, TO LOVE.


17 thoughts on “Here I pray, Lord, where nobody is listening…

  1. Wow! How very powerful. “To see a blessing in every little thing. To hear a response of Heaven in every little prayer. To reach out to the hopeless ones. To love. Above all, TO LOVE.” Thanks for the encouragement. Be blessed. God is with you.

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    1. Many blessings in return, along with my gratitude! Thank you, it means the world to me! To know that my words reached to your heart, this is beyond words…my greatest reward! May angels watch upon your every step 💛

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  2. I know how the hopeless ones feel, I know how they love and I know how they pray. Sometimes they either forget there’s a God above or they try too hard to be with Him. Even though I’ve seen life this way I’ve seen an Angel too.

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    1. I was given an earthly angel disguised in my wonderful friend…you ❤️ Thank you. Your words, your poems, your letters are a balm to my heart. Always remember that you are loved and cherished and God hears your name in every one of my prayers. Be blessed!

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      1. Thank you for such a lovely response, you always manage to cheer me up and make me feel needed but as your website suggests read between the lines (you will see something I haven’t told you, if memory serves me correctly).

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  3. A beautiful blend of melancholy and inspiration. To see hope in unlikely places, and blessings even in the darkest situations, shows the undying love and faithfulness of God towards us. You do have a beautiful heart, Claudia. Remain blessed always!🌷

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    1. Thank you, it means more than words can say…I feel blessed…your message is a ray of hope, light and faith into my life. It’s beyond beautiful, almost miraculous how words can unite hearts through faith and prayers. Many blessings upon you too!

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    1. My dear Roger, our hearts seem to be connected because we wrote approximately at the same time 🙂 Your mail was a joy and a blessing to me, dearest friend. Your words found their way to my heart and, if pure emotion could be painted, you would certainly be the greatest painter…
      My lack of reaction was due to me feeling not so well, I think I’m coming down to something, probably a flu cause it surely feels so. Don’t ever question yourself about doing something wrong, you are wonderful to me! ❤️
      And check your mail, I wrote you a right before seeing your message 😊
      Be blessed with the greatest love of all!
      And thank you 🙏

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