In the First Weight of Loss

God,

this loss feels too large for words.

Receive my sorrow, confusion, anger, and silence.

Do not rush me toward answers or make me hide what hurts.

Give me strength for the next hour and people who can simply stay near.

Hold the person or life I am grieving in Your mercy, and hold me tenderly too.

Help me attend to basic needs when everything feels unreal: water, food, sleep, and one safe person to call.

Let me survive this day without demanding that I understand it.

Be patient with the changing shape of my sorrow.

Some days may feel lighter and others unexpectedly heavy; help me receive each one without judgment and care for myself with the tenderness grief requires.

Stay near as I practice this prayer beyond these words.

When I forget what I have asked for, gently bring me back.

Let one thoughtful choice become the beginning of a steadier way forward.

Amen.