Saturday, November 15, 2008

Dearest God,

Maybe it will snow today. I look outside, waiting for the tiny white flakes to fall. This is the most important season for me, the greatest time for reflection. I wait and anticipate. I feel the cold on my skin and I know the change that is occurring. I revel in the moment.

This is the time when my spirit really kicks into gear. When I begin to think more deeply, when I give way to my spirit's longings. The trees will soon be free of their leaves. The flowers will drop their last petals and I will see what lay hidden behind them. Everything will be revealed.

My life is like that too, Lord. I will drop my pretense, release my outer covering revealing my own true self. It will be evident who I am, that I am imperfect, flawed, and yet have my own God-given beauty. I will have nowhere to hide. In the winter white of faith, I will stand ready to drop my roots deeper into the soil of faith where a new life always awaits those who are willing.

I am willing,
Lord,
I am willing
to be exposed,
to allow
my imperfections
to be seen.
I have
so many areas
of need,
Gracious Creator.
Redraw the lines
of my heart
and spirit,
Great Artist
of Humankind.
Teach me,
Lord,
that your will
is always better
than my own.
Make me
a sign
of faith,
Great Comforter,
a faith
that trusts wholly
in you.
Make me
more imperfect
that I may
more clearly reveal
your perfection.

Love always, Andrea