Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Dearest God,

I had to share some hard news with a friend about a friend. I had to talk about the harsh realities of illness with the hope of a miracle.

Daily I realize more and more how much trust is required to live the truly Christian life. To adopt Christ into the interior of one's own heart is to live differently, to take on a new perspective, to walk beside the man of Galilee. It is a radical departure from the self-centered life. I can no longer walk alone. You walk with me. My conversation cannot be one sided for how do you have someone beside you then ignore them when reflecting upon any matter on the face of the earth? Either I choose the life or I do not. Whew!

I speak life, the abundant kind, to others because I believe in it. Oh, not the kind with fancy houses, cars, money. How boring, shallow and non-essential. I talk about life in the center. Walking in faith, taking you places you never dreamed of visitng. Listening to hope that gives new breathing room. Living in joy that erupts from a deep place, not from some "on the surface happiness" that spontaneously occurs and is over in a second. Joy, that intimate knowing life is good at the center where peace, comfort, and contentment reside. Trusting in a Divine source where questions to life emerge to strengthen our center. Knowing that trust is always the best place to begin. Stepping upward into a sacred realm where life at the center teaches holy living. You are here, in this arena, calling out. I hear and come, often. Nothing, no one can provide an iota of what is possible with you.

Moments talking in my study about life and death, death and life always arise from the center because I know that the grand design takes into account all things. Life comes from death and from death comes new life. Connected together I die to myself today in an area where death needs to occur, a selfish behaior, an unkind thought, an ugly behavior. And new life comes forth when I take my instruction from the Center where you call me to higher, more meaningful living.

I met you
at the center
many times today.
I wanted
my language
to be the language of faith,
not doubt.
I wanted to
live in your truth,
not my own,
except when my truth
and yours
intersect
and become one.
Only then
do I have anything
of value
to say.
Death and life.
Life and death.
Fear moves into faith
and peace
is the only answer.

I shall always love you, Andrea