Friday, December 14, 2007

Dear God,

Amber is seven years old. Whenever I go to her house, she is the first to greet me. And she always comes bearing gifts, every time. She is genuinely grateful to see me.

I had come to visit her home because I had agreed to paint the trim in my granddaughter's new bedroom. I was going to paint, then leave to do some shopping. But this morning when Amber welcomed me, carrying a little green toy in her mouth, I decided I needed to show some gratitude. So I sat down on the floor, put my arms around her, and rubbed her belly. A Golden Retriever loves to be petted, appreciated.

Christmas music was playing as I tickled and talked to Amber. To show her my appreciation I danced in the kitchen. She moved around and wagged her tail. Could any moment be better?

As I moved upstairs to paint, I realized how Amber had reminded me of you. Like Amber you give me gifts everytime we are together. Your presence, your love, your forgiveness, your challenge, your correction, your joy, your compassion, your comfort, your peace, your joy. You are always presenting me with a gift of some kind. Again and again and again.

Amber showed me the way to you and I was grateful for both.

Loving, Generous God,
the creation constantly
sings your praise.
Your creation
points the way
to you.
It dances
to the heavenly tunes
and invites
all those around
to join in.
How can I be grateful enough?
How can I possibly
give back
all I have received?
I cannot outgive,
I simply cannot.
Because you give more
than I can ever give.
My heart is joyous today.
I give thanks to Amber
and to you,
Wondrous and Blessed Lord.

Love, Andrea