Time for the Prayer Posse again

Some updates and prayer requests in the vein of what Paul the BB calls the Heart Thread over at his place.

1. My friend P. continues to heal after his triple bypass. The medical people are paying close attention since P. has limited kidney function and everyone wants to avoid complications. (There were a few after surgery, but nothing that they couldn't deal with, Baruch HaShem.) P. was in very good spirits last time we spoke. Recovery will take some weeks, but at least he's home with his partner and their dog. Prayers of thanksgiving and continued prayers for healing.

2. A friend of mine who is living with HIV infection and AIDS and generally in good health thanks to ongoing treatment has a bit of a virus. It seems to be a mild sort of thing, but nothing is ever minor when one lives with AIDS and worries about the immune system at all times. My friend is taking good care of herself and has attentive medical people and a dear wonderful spouse, but prayer is always good. You can call my friend Deborah.

3. I need to finish up a Big and Important Piece of Theological Writing in the next few days, a mighty task that holds as much internal fear as external challenge. This is one of those "bring out the big prayers" times. Please pray for the Holy Spirit's power and peace. Thank you.

4. Speaking of big prayers, I have a request for a dear old friend of mine - not old in years, she is younger than I and still in her late 40s, but we've been friends for many years. She's had multiple surgical interventions in the last couple of years and the most recent, just this past week, was especially scary because it involved a malignancy. (The other surgeries did not, though they were delicate and difficult.) The good news is that the surgeon excised the entirety of a malignant tumor in my friend's neck and that the tumor appears not to have spread to the lymph nodes. The bad news is that my friend can't speak. People often have sore throats after having been intubated, but this is not a sore throat: my friend has no voice at all. She is persuaded that the surgeon and anesthesiologist damaged her larynx during surgery. In a few days she will know more, but she is terrified. And weary, weary, of all the assaults on her body (especially parts of her face and head) in these last years. Please pray for my friend. Let's call her Moira.

5. And while you're at it, there is the matter of a lost wallet in England. Hello, St. Anthony? Would you help out our friend Mimi?

Thank you, dear Prayer Posse. Do your thing.