With tiny stitches like a quilt,
invisible to the naked eye
but infinite in number,
the net is woven

silently
it winds round you,
this unseen web of prayer;
a gossamer circle,
its strands shining and strong.

Spun
as with the quilt,
by many anonymous hands,
a gift of strangers

to buoy you,
lift you up
above the abyss
of pain and desolation.

Rest easy in your silken net:
You are not alone.

by Mildred Collier

Prayer is central to who we are as Salvatorian Sisters. Each day we pray for our friends, throughout the world. In addition, our retired Sisters have an Apostolate of Prayer ministry. Email your prayer request...