Saturday, January 19, 2008

Dearest God,

Worn out from a night of Epiphany partying, I remained in my pj's for a quiet rest. Couldn't even clean up a dish, straighten up or pick up. I was down for the count.

Because snow lay on the ground, I allowed my mind to wander to former days. So I watched my last Christmas movie, White Christmas. Although I know this movie from the inside out, I love watching it, allowing it power to spark my emotions.

As I watched Bing, Rosemary, Danny, and Vera play their parts, I remembered that they have all been dead for a long time. But each time I watch my favorite movie, they come to life again. Bing croons, Vera dances, Danny teases, and Rosemary smiles. My heart strings are pulled for so many reasons at the end when couples are reconciled, the general is honored, snow falls.

During the movie I thought about my mother. She loved this movie too. Maybe that's when I started watching it as a little girl in the 50's. I liked thinking of Mom on a cold snowy day.

But more than any of this, I was struck by the fact that this movie continues to charm its audience long after all the characters are gone. It's timeless. And I wondered how all the characters' children feel when they watch movies where their parents were players.

And that's when I thought of you. How you make things happen. How what is for now can be 50 years from now. You allow us time and reflection of things so long ago. Memories made can feed the soul forever. Happy ones become happier. Sad ones can propel us to change our lives, be transformed, shine light where only darkness reigned. Our lives can be changing all the time or remain warm and fulfilling because your spirit deems it possible. The unimaginable becomes a reality. Lives are restored and renewed and sometimes even made new. And all because you make it possible.

Wondrous, really,
life is wondrous.
Every day,
a chance
for renewal.
You direct our lives
toward healing and growth.
You give us faith,
even the size
of a mustard seed.
Then you allow it
to grow
and grow some more.
Until one day
without realizing it
it is a great tree.
And so it is with life.
Every day growing closer
with you and others.
Wondrous, really.

Love, Andrea