The Power Of Prayer

In 1997 I was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, so rare that it took over three months to diagnose. After an operation to remove the tumor, I was faced with chemotherapy and radiation treatment.

During my radiation therapy I was blessed to meet a fellow patient, Zelda Seideman. Etched in my memory forever is the picture of this little wisp of a woman, 4 feet 10 inches tall and 72 years young, facing the pain and uncertainty of radiation therapy, yet standing six feet tall in her determination to continue life with grace and dignity. Looking like everyone's grandmother, Zelda, so very sick from the very first radiation treatment, maintained her strong faith and belief in God.

On our first meeting Zelda suggested that we should pray for each other. She explained to me her deep rooted Jewish belief in the power of prayer and with an impish grin informed me that God also heard the prayers of Christians.

Over time, I found just how strong Zelda's faith in God, Prayer and Angles were, in that order.

She believed that Angels were messengers sent by God to assist you. Her believed was that if you pray to God for the wisdom to understand, you would be able to understand the message God has for you through the Angels he sends.

Having started my therapy three weeks before Zelda, I completed my therapy before her. As much as I despised having to go to the hospital, I would go back to be with Zelda while she underwent her radiation treatments. Everyday I spoke with Zelda, by phone or in person. Everyday she would say, " I prayed for you this morning, God will bless you."

The cancer returned, this time Zelda did not have the strength to fight. I was out of the area at the time and could not attend her funeral. I remember that I cried when I learned of the loss of my friend, and then rejoiced in the gift she had given me, the power of prayer. The prayer book she gave me, which her husband carried during W.W.II, is never very far away.

A picture of Zelda is on my desk, every time I look at the picture there is no doubt in my mind that I am alive today due to her prayers. This web site is dedicated to the memory of my friend Zelda Seideman, and her gift, the power of God, Prayer, and Angles.

Jay Jones
Angels Prayer