Friday, May 29, 2009

Dearest God,

Sometimes I feel like a nomad wandering the sands of time. Learning to go with the flow is a lesson I am in the middle of learning. Letting go, making changes, switching to something different, adjusting to different surroundings, changing again, moving to something different again is a hard lesson to learn. But what I have gained in life is the understanding that life is always changing. Some days it is perplexing not to find permanent stable ground.

What if I were a nomad? I would have to lighten my load. I would have to select the bare essentials of life and then carry them on my back. I would accept movement as a way of life. I would not lay my head down in the same place. I would have to keep my feet in good working order. I would have to surrender any idea of having my own place. I would have to be careful what I attached myself to. I would have to allow for loss as I would lose things in the movement. I would have to say goodbye again and again to people, places and things. I would have to adopt temporary as my modus operandi. I would have to embrace a completely different way of living.

The shift from an organized life knowing where everything is, "a place for everything and everything in its place" to a cluttered, moving, surrendering existence is not an easy one. Yet, it is another lesson in trust. My life is all up in the air. I am not certain from one moment to the next what will stay up and what will drop to the ground. What I am certain of is that you are with me.

Let me walk
beside you,
Lord.
Lead my way.
Teach me
to let go
of things
I do not need.
Remind me
that the walk
of faith
is one
of great trust
and surrender.
I am yours.

Love, Andrea