Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Dear God,

Sometimes an unexpected call can send me spiraling downward. I may be unaware of a situation or aware but surprised by a reaction. If not centered, focused on your power to perservere, I may stumble and fall, shocked by the rapid decline.

Such moments call me "home". I scramble to find my way to your feet, to the foot of the cross. I may crawl on my knees to that holy place hoping upon hope to find you waiting for me. There I place myself fully in your presence. I cry out, "Abba Father." I lay out every pain, every sorrow. Eventually I find a release. I know I have found my refuge, my place of safety. I weep, my gratitude spilling out in tears.

Who are you
but God Almighty?
Who are you
but Great Peace?
Who are you
but Agape Love?
Who are you
but God alone?

I bow
to you
for saving me...
again.

Love, Andrea