The Serenity Prayer Novels & Stories

For a person, who doesn’t know how to pray this was his start. “Dear Lord, let my Erin live. This woman is the reason I am living and she’s my everything. Please… let her live if she dies, so am I.”

The room exuded a sense of serenity, a haven where the echoes of cries had been replaced by the soft sound of breaths in slumber. As the minutes ticked by, Summer found herself immersed in a cocoon of quiet introspection. She marveled at the fragile yet resilient nature of life, the way it evolved from moments of chaos to periods of tranquility. Her thoughts wandered, weaving memories of her own journey into the fabric of the present.

Sa pangalawang pagkakataon, sabay kaming humarap sa altar, sabay kaming nangako sa isa't isa, at sabay kaming nanumpa sa harap ng Diyos at ng aming pamilya. "Hindi ko inakala na makikita ko pa muli ang guwapo mong mukha, dada." Hinalikan niya ako sa mga labi. "God is good. Ibinalik Niya kayo sa akin. I will forever thank Him, and will forever love, and cherish you, and our princess." Nilingon namin si Serenity na panay talon at palakpak habang nanonood sa amin. Natawa kami nang isenyas nito ang dalawang kamay na parang nagki-kiss.

Simula ngayon, gusto kong pag-igihin ang bawat echo—sa bawat pag-awit, bawat kanta, bawat kwentong mas madiskarte. Sinimulan ko ang umaga sa prayer of gratitude. Hindi lang dahil thankful ako, kundi dahil kailangan kong ipaalala sa sarili ko ang origin ng lahat ng effort. May journal pa sa nightstand ko. May nakasulat: Balance is not perfection. Balance is a practice. Iyan ang mantra ko ngayong araw.

Nakatitig lang siya sa puting kisame ng silid, ngunit ang kaniyang mga tainga ay abalang-abala sa pakikinig sa bulung-bulungan at tawanan ng kaniyang mag-ina sa ibabaw ng kama. “Pero bago tayo tuluyang matulog, magdarasal muna tayo kay Papa God, okay?” paalala ni Kiara sa dalawang bata. “Opo!” mabilis na sagot ng kambal. “Ipikit ninyo ang inyong mga mata,” utos ni Kiara. “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen. Dear Papa God, thank you po sa lahat ng blessings na ibinigay Niyo sa amin ngayong araw. Sa bagong bahay, sa malambot na kama, at sa masasarap na pagkain na pinagsaluhan namin. Patawarin Niyo po kami kung minsan ay nagkakasala kami. Nawa’y gabayan Niyo

Pero hanggang ngayon, wala pa rin kaming kahit anong balita tungkol kay Thea. My body ached, my spirit was bruised, but my will remained unbroken. I clung to the slimmest thread of hope, a desperate prayer for a miracle. A miracle that would bring my rescuers, a miracle that would snatch me from the clutches of this nightmare, a miracle that would restore my freedom. Hindi ako madasaling tao pero this time… I prayed for a sign, a whisper, anything to break the suffocating silence, to pierce the darkness that threatened to consume me. I prayed for help. I prayed for salvation. I prayed for a miracle. Miracle na sana, kung nasaan man si Thea, sana ligtas s'ya.

That night, hindi ako makatulog. Nasa labas ako ng safehouse, nakatingin sa bituin, at ramdam ko ang malamig na hangin. Ngunit sa loob ng katahimikan, may bahagyang buzz sa tenga ko. Static. Mabilis. Parang signal. “You think peace is real?” “There’s no peace without control.” Tumayo ako, umiikot ang ulo ko. “Serena…?” “You can’t kill an idea, Eliara.” “You can only become it.”

"Prayers strengthen one's heart and faith, Quaro." He crossed his arms across his chest. "Elaborate." "You pray not because you wanted your wish to come true. Prayer is first and foremost a conversation between you and God. By praying, you gain strength. You realize that the world does not begin and end with you. You feel inspired to take steps of faith. And by praying, Quaro, you trust that God is with you." Kirsten then shook her head in disbelief. "I never expected you mistook God as Santa Claus who grants wishes."

sabi niya at hinawakan ang kamay ko "Wait. Can we pray first?" Sabi ko dahil hindi talaga mawala yong kaba ko "Ok." "Lord, thank you for the knowledge and wisdom and thank you for this opportunity to represent our university. Lord, fill us with courage and piece. Please keep us away from distraction. Lord, please be with us throughout the competition, We trust you with everything. may your will be done. In Jesus name we pray, amen." "Amen. Tara na?" Tanong niya

Noong nakatayo na kami, sumenyas sa akin si daddy na ako ang mag-lead ng prayer. I took a deep breath and nodded, realizing that this was something I could do. As we gathered in the living room, I closed my eyes and began to speak, my voice trembling. "Lord our God, You are great and almighty. We come to You with humble hearts, pleading for Your mercy. Please keep Poppy safe from all harm and bring her back to us safely. We're lost without her. She's the light of my life, and I can't imagine a world without her. Give her strength, wherever she is. And give us the strength to keep hoping, to keep believing that she'll come back to us.”