Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Dearest God,

Someone asked me a question following the worship service Sunday. "What is your passion?" The same question I asked the congregation during the sermon. What is my passion?

I know my passion. I have a passion for God, for God's presence. My purpose is to create a setting whereby people can experience God. My passion came a long time ago. You gave it to me. Spiritual formation, creating settings, ie retreats, worship services, counselling, one on one conversations, guided imagery, any kind of moment set aside, a safe environment where persons can let down their defenses, open steel doors and discover the magical mystery of God waiting. Transformation. Surrender of the unwanted, unneeded, unnecessary things that weigh us down. Renewal. Hope. Joy. Peace. An opportunity to cry away the sorrows and grief. Laughter. Laughing like there is no tomorrow. Joy overflowing. Love all around, the sacred, holy kind that loves from the inside out, circles 'round, then goes back inside, and back out another entrance/exit, on and on and on.

I've been working on this year's retreat, hours and hours. I am in my element when I plan, prepare. I know that every good idea comes from you. Joy surges through my veins when I see something coming, an unexpected happening, a joy that changes things. I can see it, envision it; it plays out in my mind. I am happy, humbled, joyous, even though exhausted. It is wearing to spend so much time in holy time, doing the work I've been called to do. Imagining, creating, building, making a path toward God, and having fun doing it.

We're going to soul weave this year. I love the sound of it. Weave our souls with God and each other. And you, Master Weaver will do it. We will simply partner with you, listening for your voice, follow your leading.

This is holy work,
your work.
And me,
well, I get to have all the fun
doing what you ask.
Ministry that makes a difference.
I am surrounded
by a joyous hope
that leads to transformation
and renewal.
A holy trusting,
of me with you,
of you with me,
of others with you and me.
I love working with you,
my favorite thing.
Indebted.

Love always, Andrea