Sunday, March 30, 2008

My dearest God,

I awakened early in the darkness hearing myself say, "Thank you for the blessings. Thank you for the blessings. I began to list them: Playing a game of basketball with my grandson Jack for the very first time. Having my granddaughter Gracie put out her arms to me as I walked in the door. Being given permission to take the same two to a movie today - a first. Enjoying a wonderful spirit at the fellowship group. Helping a friend say YES to God. Observing three friends live their "new" lives. Shaping up the garden with St. Francis standing nearby. Raking and cleaning the yard at the church. Having my granddaughter say, "I have TWO grandmas."

What is a blessing but an unexpected joy, a gift from heaven, a delight, a participation with heaven on earth. I am blessed, so incredibly blessed. As I take in these wondrous happenings, I share them, making the blessing multiply. Why would I want to hoard them, keep them under wraps? In time they will dry up and disperse into the wind. A blessing shared bursts outward onto other people. When someone else receives a blessing I've shared, I want to sing and dance. And sometimes I do.

I can't imagine a greater internal joy than awakening in the middle of a prayer, giving thanks to you, the creator of all blessings.

You are blessed,
God of all blessing.
You bless,
blowing kisses
to your children.
We capture
the kisses
and take them
into the world.
A kiss
to this one,
a kiss
to that one.
Divine kisses
that say wildly,
I love you,
I love you,
I love you.
A blessing
is a kiss
from heaven.
Yesterday
I received
so many.

Growing more in love with you, Andrea