Monday, February 9, 2009

Dear God,

Each day I learn how important it is to say hello to God the first thing in the morning. To imagine going a whole day, a morning, an hour without you is unthinkable.

The greatest joy and delight of my heart is my relationship to you. Why would I want to move my best friend to the back?

Yet, I don't always act as if you are with me. My words and my actions do not always indicate that I am living with God at my side. I am sorry.

I recognize what a work I am. I am like wet clay; I am still being shaped and moulded. I am not finished. Just when I think this part of me is looking good, I come to realize I still am in need of a reshaping. What a relief it is to know that at least I am still in your hands, the hands of the potter.

Reshape this
wet clay,
O Lord.
Shape me
as you see me
not as
I see myself.
Make me
in your image.
Why would I
want to look
like me?
Create me
in your image,
Loving Potter.
I love you.

Always, Andrea