A Prayer for Healing After Surgery

Father, I am awake in this narrow bed with the smell of antiseptic on my skin, an ache where the incision pulls, and a body that no longer feels entirely my own. Every small movement reminds me how fragile I have been made.

I confess I am impatient with this slow recovery, frustrated by the wires and the monitors and the way I cannot do the simplest things without help. Some hours I am grateful to be alive; other hours I am only tired and afraid of what the scar will mean.

So I turn to You in this quiet ward and ask You to be the hands that knit me back together. Steady the surgeons who closed me. Calm the fever before it rises. Let the tissue mend clean, the swelling go down, and the pain release its grip one notch at a time.

You are the One who formed me in secret, who knitted me together before I was born, and You have not forgotten the work of Your fingers now. Restore what was cut away and breathe strength into what is weak.

I cannot hurry this healing, so I will rest in it instead, trusting that You watch over me through every long night. Let me wake tomorrow a little more whole than I am tonight. Amen.