Thursday, March 6, 2008

Dear God,

I'm going to spend my day writing words on a page, filling paper with ideas that could lead to transformation and change. I'm going to spend my day in prayer, in meditation, asking you to lead me.

In just a few weeks women will gather in holy space. They will be expectant, joyous to be together. They will look at me as their leader and they will want to take hold of you. They will desire a new look at faith. They will want to believe that you can alter their situations, bringing about a new perspective, a fresh new hope. They will want to meet you where you are.

Help me draw
fresh water
from the river.
Fill up my bucket
with water
that quenches every thirst.
Pour out your living water
upon my dry, dusty mind.
Let it flow; let it flow.

Love, Andrea