It helps me remember …

It can be a challenge to remember all those who have asked for our prayers. I wrote this poem 52 years ago while in the 5th grade, but continue to embrace it as I pray for others. It helps me remember . . .

Every candle on the altar
is a living breathing prayer.
I cannot count their number
they seem burning everywhere.

But when they are extinguished
as the worshipers depart,
I light and keep them burning
on the altar of my heart.

-Barbara Kollenkark
Dove Creek, CO