Friday, August 14, 2009

Dearest God,

Revelation, the revealing of God in the world. Early this morning I left my daughter's home in Fort Wayne. In the two and a half hour drive home, I witnessed your presence more times than I could count. Your messages came so naturally.

In the morning fog hovering above the water and valleys, I thought of many foggy times I had experienced in my lifetime. Covered pictures not yet revealed but unfolding. I remembered those were the moments to trust you when my thinking was muddled. In the turns and twists in the road, the slight inclines and downhill drives, I reflected upon the many times I was going in one direction only to be surprised when the contour of the path changed. I had to hold onto you for dear life or else be spilled upon the road. I was roadkill way too frequently. In the darkness before the sunrise, I could not see clearly. But when the giant yellow ball made its way above the horizon, I was able to see everything plain as day. There were moments in my life when darkness held me captive. But when your light shone, I was enabled to find my escape route.

Even when I was hungry this morning and I stopped to buy a piece of fruit, I noticed two Hindi clerks with their hands postured in prayer. I reflected upon the events that lead me to be hungry for more than physical food and you lead me to pray. As I noticed these moments unscrolling before me, I spoke aloud giving thanks, sharing my illuminations. At that precipitous moment the words to a song playing on the CD spoke the same words I had just spoken, verifying the serendipities you had provided. I thought of those times when I came to you in earnest and shared my heartfelt feelings and how you spoke to me giving me clear-cut direction and guidance.

This morning when I hurriedly threw on my clothes and jumped in the car for the drive home I was not aware that you would be riding with me. I could not have predicted that you would be so close. I did not know that the ride would be filled with so much joy and gratitude.

Most Gracious God,
I am
always humbled
by your
living presence.
Why would
I not think
that you
would be
with me
this morning?
What is
a living relationship
if not one
that is alive
and dynamic?
Just as
you breathe life
into me
so do
you connect
with me
in beautiful,
life-giving ways.
I am
so very grateful.

Love, Andrea