Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Dear God,

I sat with my 16 year old granddaughter, a miracle gift you gave me nearly a year ago. In the company of two of her friends, she shared that she had gone to church Sunday morning, the church where I had said good bye to her 14 years earlier. Do you remember when I held her in my arms and pointed out the cross to her? Do you remember when I told her about your love for her and mine? Do you remember when I kissed her little cheek and told her whenever she saw the cross to remember God's love for her and my love as well?

Full circle, you brought my granddaughter full circle, only she didn't even know it. Her friend had invited her to attend church with him. With a baseball sized tumor in his brain, he is a member of my former church. He will soon have surgery and many will pray for him, including my granddaughter and me. He took my grandchild to the last place we had been together before she left for 13 years.

She told me she attends church. I had no idea. For a year and a half she has participated in church with her best friend. A United Methodist Church. I invited her to come to my church and she told me she would love to the next time she is down. The possibility is miraculous to me, yet another sign of your wondrous, loving power.

You weave
your people together.
Not because
we deserve it,
and not because
we are worthy.
It is yet
another gift,
a miracle gift
of eternity's love.
Eternity fell
on me
last Sunday
and upon
my granddaughter.
Together
we experienced
the power
of miracle.
My heart
is full,
overflowing,
remembering,
celebrating
your grace,
full of mercy.

Always yours, Andrea