Sunday, April 13, 2008

My dearest God,

In fear, in confusion, in doubt, in frustration you come to us, bringing comfort, hope, peace and rest. Who else would care so much?

Computer problems, deadlines, work staring me in the face, a sermon to prepare, expectations grabbed at me attempting to rob me of every bit of peace within my soul. I tried to maintain my peace all the while watching things happen that I could not control.

With a sermon swirling in my head, I got up this morning realizing my hours of sleep were few and I knew that I had so much work ahead of me today. But as I sat in front of my computer, I prayed deliberately and passionately asking you to help me trust you for the day.

And it all came to me. I simply typed it. The music, my favorite music that rarely plays because my boom box is dying, played in the background, a symphonic sound of heaven, calming my restless soul, making the words come. And I knew you were here.with me.

Who is ever alone in their difficulty? No amount of turmoil can stop the heavenly visitation. When you choose to come, you come bringing with you love and peace and compassion and faith. I find such sweet peace in you, such aid in my distress, such compassion and peace.

In the middle of putting the finishing touches on my sermon, I simply left my desk and began to dance to the music, that kind of sacred dance that is designed for your alone. I felt your wondrous spirit and my dance was intended to say thank you.

Although I still had much ahead of me, I drove out the driveway with my sermon in hand and peace in my soul.

Glory and more glory,
that's what
I want to give you.
Glory.
You are deserving
of all the glory
I can possess
to give you.
Thank you
for your visitation,
for your love
and your peace.

Love always, Andrea