Saturday, December 12, 2009

My dearest God,

In the darkness this morning I got lost. I thought I knew where I was going, that I had followed the road back to the main thoroughfare. But when I turned, there was only darkness, no light I remembered from the night before. I turned around. I took another left only to wind up in a cul-de-sac. I circled around and kept on going. I took a right and wound up on yet another unfamiliar road, darker than the first one. I looked down at my gauges and realized I was almost out of gas. The temperature gauge read 19 degrees. With a wind chill I was certain it was much colder.

Such an exercise brought to mind the times that I have lived through perilous experiences. I have spent a good deal of time in the darkness. I have lost my way, my sense of direction. I've been turned around, circling again and again at the same spot. I've found myself at dead ends. I've been cold, really cold and my resources have been depleted. I've not been sure I would make it.

Yet, my little trek home reminded me that perseverance, asking for help, trusting you, remaining calm and trying and trying again will eventually lead me home. Getting worried, crying, giving up on myself, becoming anxious and upset never help; in fact they only make things worse. Taking your hand in an uncertain time will always lead me to where I need to be.

Gracious Guide,
your way
is always
the way.
Trusting you
during disquieted moments
will get me
where I need
to be
when I need
to be there.
Teach me
to trust
every time.

Love, Andrea