Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Dear God,

The light poured through the stained glass and I felt the presence of a living God. There they were...the steps of heaven, the twisting, winding path to the Divine, the outpouring of the Spirit, the face of God, the new Jerusalem, the birthing of new life. But the figure that spoke most was another glass window, one I had seen several times before. A creamy white glass with dramatic movement. It seemed to me a women in white dancing. I was drawn to her liberated spirit when all of a sudden she changed. The light from yet another window broke through coloring her with radiant shades of yellow, red, brown, gold and orange. She was magnificent.

I thought of the process of being colored by you, of the Spirit living within. Whenever the Sacred is being lived out into the world, the color of spirit is dramatic. I could not keep my eyes off her. The beauty was spectacular.

Without your life within us we are like the moving woman in white. We are a beautiful image of the Divine. But a life lived with you brings out the brilliant hues of color within us. All that we are gives off beams of the Divine, magnificent colors that draw people to you. When I gazed upon this wondrous beauty, I was not thinking of the woman but of you. She was simply a vessel of your glory intended to radiate your wonder into the creation.

Fill me,
I pray,
with your
Divine light.
Make me
an object
that displays
your beauty
to the world.
Make me
a divine vessel
not one
that holds
the light
for myself
but one
that transfers
outward to
the world.
Let me
reflect you,
Glorious Lord.

Love, Andrea