Thursday, February 26, 2009

Dearest God,

Beginning anew in some area of life is filled with possibilities. New light is shed on old subjects. Varying perspectives come into play. There is new air to breathe.

At times my soul feels stuck. I feel paralyzed, unable to move. I am prohibited from moving my head in the slightest to see other views. I see one thing, one way, one truth, one vision.

But when something breaks loose, there is a new kind of freedom, new abilities, a new realm of motion. Suddenly I have a 360 degree view of life. What I could not see before now appears on my radar screen. It can be refreshing, renewing, restoring.

I have felt this loosening. I am rapidly beginning to see life afresh. There is life after all on the other side of anything. Having believed that there was something on the other side is the stuff of hope and faith. Although at times I doubted something else could possibly exist, the bits and pieces of my faith whispered hope and I kept pushing myself to explore more, to try to move, to break free of that which kept me bound.

Perhaps today for the first time I breathed a fresh new air. I lived in to a new possibility. The stagnant, stale air of my past sorrow began to dissipate as the new air source took over. Hope was not some far off distant concept; rather it breathed into me new life.

Illuminating God,
you whisper
to me,
"Hope, my child,
there is
always hope."
Sometimes I disbelieve;
I can't
make myself believe
in other possibilities.
With my faith shattered
I just
don't possess
the tools
to make
the move.
But then
I am surprised
when you show up
at an entrance
I hadn't noticed.
You appear
and suddenly
everything changes.
When I
lean over
to take
your outstretched hand,
my hope
becomes trust
and trust
becomes faith.
Keep on
pushing me, Lord,
I need
your gentle nudge
and comforting word.

I love you, Andrea