On Friday evenings during our Shabbat worship services, our rabbi invites those present to say aloud the names of people for whose health and wellness we are praying, and then the traditional prayer for healing, the Mi sh’beyrakh, is read.
For several weeks, I said aloud the name of Àusias, who is the brother of my son’s godmother, and whose mother is also very dear to my heart, as she helped raise me when I was six or seven years old!
She recently published the following text:
Our family has just made it through a very difficult situation, with the illness of our son and the chemotherapy that followed. We can say now that it is cured.
At the beginning, we thought we had to be discreet and share it only with the family. And, of course, the response of the family was excellent. But, little by little, we started to let some of our friends know, and the response was massive but discreet. Contact from everyone was a great help: either a little e-mail, an SMS on the mobile, or some telephone calls (only a few short ones, so as not to disturb us). We felt so well-looked after and we felt so close to them. None of our son’s friends – young people who were very touched by the situation – missed the opportunity to come to our home with little presents which were tokens of love. There were films, books, games – all of which were able to entertain him and let him pass the time pleasantly, despite the uncomfortable situation he was going through.
Then I decided to share things with our friends from other countries, to create a wide network of people who, in spite of being far away, could carry us in their hearts. And that made a true communion of saints, in which I deeply believe; a communion which joined us together despite the distances, huge in some cases, that separated us. We have understood this powerful spiritual force, which overcomes space and time, because we asked for a prayer from everybody; and from people who don’t believe, positive thoughts. We owe the serenity we had whilst living through the illness to so many prayers, started by our son, that have taken their effect. I believe in prayer.
Our neighbours have also paid a lot of attention to the situation and have offered their help wherever needed. And truly, in those moments of weakness caused by a serious illness, we have discovered this great human solidarity around us, which makes us believe in the goodness that lies in the human heart, despite all of our shortcomings. And once again we trust people, who are able to give all the generosity which they carry within, and that makes life more pleasant in spite of the badness about which everybody talks.
I can give my opinion about this because I have experienced it first-hand and it isn’t mere theory. Moreover, this sense of solidarity is strengthened when there are misfortunes on the planet and many people co-operate to diminish the hurt. There are a huge number of volunteers, young and old, who are present where and when they’re needed.
We know that many, many years are needed to move towards a superior stage in evolution, but let’s not lose our faith in the human person, who demonstrates that he or she is a being with transcendent values, full of love which reaches everything.
Mª Teresa Quintana
April 2010
I am thankful for my Jewish community who prayed and wished my friend a refuah sh’laimah, a complete and speedy recovery, and peace of body, mind and spirit.
ברוך אתה יי רופא החולים
You are praised, Eternal, Healer of the sick.


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