Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Dear God,

My House of Blessing is silent except for music of the Sacred Well. It is ready, waiting in anticipation for those who will come to find you, to discover themselves, to live in challenge and the sweetness of your presence. The silence is pregnant, full of life waiting to come forth.

I've never thought of myself as a midwife, yet tonight as I write, I feel something stirring within me, wanting to help prepare those who will give birth. Will they labor long? Will they find the process difficult? Will they want to resist your Spirit? Will they welcome you? Will they indeed give birth? Such questions lead me always to you. I have no power, no authority for such beautiful work of the Spirit and yet you have called me and I answered.

In the waiting room filled with mystery, I know that I know I have been called to this work. Like Mary I feel like a handmaid, yours. I am simple. I am open. I am a channel of your spirit. I am willing.

Use me,
Gracious God,
use my gifts
to unlock doors,
to open windows
to the heart
and soul.
Make me
an instrument
of your will.
Soothe and calm
the hearts
of those who come,
open to your spirit.
Help us together
to walk the walk,
to discover
the sacred path
that will lead
to you.
Make our hearts
one with you.

Loving you, Andrea